The hardest thing about getting older is forgeting those you lost. You don’t forget the times or the feeling but you forget what that person sounded like and what they felt like. You lose the person you were when they were around and you lose a part of you. I don’t think I will ever forget you but somedays I wake up and I don’t think about you, and it hurts. 12 years this weekend but I’m still your boy….I miss you Tida.