Four years ago today I lost someone very close to me. I miss him terribly and not a day goes by I don’t think about him. I’m thankful for our time together, but that doesn’t make my heartache go away. I truly believe a part of me died when he did. We talked on the phone a few times a week and when we did it was for an hour, if not more. I didn’t, and haven’t, done that with anyone else since.
As I do every year on his birthday, and today, I will down a Sam Adams, his favorite.