Today my world came crashing down... You called me twiced and I missed your call because I turned my phone off. I was mad at you, something was wrong and you wouldn't tell me. I listened to your two messages and thought I'll call back later.. I left work early to do some errands. I called you later that night but got your voicemail. It's Tuesday and I wondered why you didn't call me back or come by. It's noon and my sister calls with the terrible news, "take it back" I tell her, you're lying, he's fine, "take it back", I hung up on her and called your house. Your brother Tony says "yes it's true, he was killed in a motorcycle accident last night. I'm at work and my co-workers & my boss come to calm me down. All I could think was I hated you riding that bike, you promised to sell it. The knots in my stomach felt unbearable, I couldn't stop crying, couldn't breathe, kept begging God to make it all just be a bad dream. I left work and sat in my truck for what seem like forever, I'm not even sure how I got home. I cried & cried..the whole week following your death was like a bad dream I kept trying to wake up from. I clinged to your family like a life line, being around them kept me sane. We as human beings take so much for granted, a smile, a kiss, dinner with a loved one...life is so short and no one is promised tomorrow. We had our ups and downs but I loved you just the same.