Tribute to two friends in Heaven

I was on Facebook, and I saw that my friend Brigitte was online.  I posted on her wall that i was thinking of her and hoping everything was going well.  Brigitte lost her son, my friend Bryan, last year in March.  She said they’ll be doing fine sometimes and some small thing will trigger painful memories.  I know what she means.  This is my tribute to those who have gone on to Heaven before me.  I can picture them waiting there with open arms, ready to welcome me when my time comes.  This is, by no means, a complete list of everyone I’ve loved and lost, but the ones I’m thinking of right now.

Bryan – You are freshest on my mind because I just "spoke" with your Mom.  I keep having to remind myself that you’re not here anymore.  It’s like I dreamed your funeral.  But I didn’t.  You’re gone, and it’s sad.  You were only 29 years old, and I don’t know what happened to you.  There has never been a sense of closure for me.  I guess that’s why I have to remind myself that you’re gone.  I remember how your family accepted an 18 year old young man who felt out of place and out of sorts.  It really touched me that you all welcomed me into the fold the way you did.  I remember mowing lawns with you.  I remember our visiting Mrs. Murphy, then kinda making fun of the sweet lady for her habit of saying, "This is what you need to do.  How do you do that?  Well…."

Paul – You died just before Bryan did.  We were not really close friends, but I always liked you very much.  I miss your crazy sense of humor and your wacky laugh.  I also miss watching movies, talking, hanging out at the Shell station flirting with guys to drive them crazy.  

I really miss the two of you.  I wish God had granted us more time.  That just wasn’t His plan, though.