The Day...

The date is here.  

The day Joe died.

The moment you wake up and feel like a train hit you from out of no-where.

The time you cry for no reason (well no reason at that moment other than the underlying sadness and longing that is there).

I can remember events of this day crystal clear.

But this year - I haven't been hit by a train yet ... I haven't cried (close - but not yet :))

I miss him everyday - I think of him everyday.

I wonder what he's doing and thinking.

There will always be a part of me missing - a part of all of us.  It's hard losing a best friend, but it's also hard to not live.

So today - I not only want to share an amazing photo from Joe's youth...

I also want to thank all of you for helping me live.  My family - my friends - strangers...Thank you!

And one last note for all who are trying to find their way without someone...Embrace the good days - know it's ok to smile - allow yourself to have sh*%y days - allow yourself to live.  There is no right or wrong way.  There is only your way.  I think I'm finding mine.

Word has it his wrestling name in this picture was "Net Man"...

Cheers to a really amazing person!
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-Rach