Loss

Death.

The sweet release from pain. A promise of something better. Relief.

But not for those who are left behind.

Dear Peter,

I miss you. You were the kindest person I have ever met. You were so accepting of everyone you came across. You had every excuse to be angry, bitter or jaded. Yet you were none of those. I never heard you speak ill of others; not even of the jerks who hit you with their car.

When I think of the apartment, you are always there. I will miss walking in and seeing you curled up on the love seat wearing what I like to call your "trademark beanie". I remember being so intimidated the first time I met you last summer. Every time you talked about physics I tried really hard to understand but so much went over my head. You understood things beyond my grasp. I still have the origami flower & fish that you made. Thank you.

Lance & I will never forget how you were the first to tell us we were the perfect couple. It meant so much that you thought highly of us. We were so happy you were a part of wedding as well as our lives. I am grateful for the example you have left us. They don't make them like you anymore.

Even though I only knew you for a year, you have left a permanent mark on my heart & spirit. I know you are happier now. Pain-free, reunited, at peace. Don't forget us little people down here, k? We think about you every day. I hope the transition was easy. I worried about you. I hope you didn't feel like you were alone. I hope it was fast. I hope you know how much we all loved you. Everything feels a little weird without you here.

You are loved and you are missed.
Taylor

PS: Remember that one night you, me & Lance watched Gallipoli? I don't think I could ever forget that if I tried. Movie nights will never be the same.

Peter, Jason, Justin, Taylor & Lance