I met a dear friend for dinner last night, we talked about all sorts of things but my eyes kept wandering to the 3 or 4 month old little guy in his mothers arms. Rocking, bouncing, playing, nursing, whispers, and kissing. I tried to hold back my tears (failing).
Life goes on, the beat goes on.
Another friend, my best friend Shelley, she's getting married to the love of her life in October. I'm her Matron of Honour, and I am ecstatic for her. She totally deserves this and is truly one of the very best people I know. I remember those days, where the littlest detail are of the utmost importance (I LOVE LOVE LOVE small details). She's never been this happy. Shelley is a great sport- I'd told her of my hopes and dreams to be busting at the steams of a maternity dress by the time her nuptials roll around. The best part? She wants that for me too.
A friend of mine, an incredible guy I met while in university, won a Juno (a Canadian music award), beating out Drake. Being the amazingly humble man he is, he wasn't expecting it and was shocked to walk on stage to collect his award. Amazing.
There's so much beauty in the world, so much happiness and so much hope. I hope to join that version soon, I think I need to start making some changes... I don't think Jack would want me to be sad. I just miss him so very much.