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Heavy hearted. Complete lack of understanding. A lump in my throat I can't seem to swallow. Such a long, painful, torturous fight...only to end like this. A friend. A father-figure. A jokester. A child of God.

It's events like this - events? Changes? Endings? Times like this that make a person wonder what the point of it all is. Makes a person cherish every single thing in their lives that much more; want to gather it all close and hide it away, protect it, so it never happens again.

When all I want to feel is faith, trust, hope... I feel emptiness, anger, heartache.

I'll miss you George.