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Originally posted to Livejournal.com

There are a few things on my mind today. A few people. Sometimes we can remember things so vividly. It was almost around this time the year before last I got an MSN message.
"Providing the truck is out of the shop by noon, I should be heading out by 1 or 2, I’ll be there just after supper."
As the day went on more and more delays got in the way. In the end the weather and the repairs held him back. Then work called him in… He wasn’t going to make it for New Years.
The similar thing happened around my birthday, only it was work that locked him down from visiting. My last living memory is phone calls, and before that a visit in September. We had the best talk I think we had ever had sitting in my kitchen. We talked about life, talked about all of the changes. I poured my heart out about some of the things going on I just couldn’t share with anyone else and he listened. Saturday morning we went to Breakfast at Cora’s, Sunday morning he was gone before I even got out of bed, even though I asked him to wake me to say goodbye…
He springs to mind today because just around this time of year we would always talk on the phone for more than an hour about the year ahead, about our plans to visit. I would plead for more than an hour all the reasons he should be here for New Years and there was always an obligation. But that was who he was. Everyone else before himself. Including his friends. He may not have been able to travel the miles all the time, but he had no trouble picking up the phone when he was needed. The most centred  and unselfish person I ever knew.
I miss him today more than ever. I can close my eyes and still hear his laughter..
So in the new year, let us not forget those that have impacted our lives and continue to everyday. Even though friendships can stretch across miles and lifetimes, our lives have more meaning because of them. So tonight when I raise my glass, I celebrate Friendship!
Happy New Year Everyone.
~Squigzella

**I’m sure he appreciated that he looked possessed.