Zachariah,
It’s been eight of your birthdays I’ve had to celebrate without you. But yes, your impact was bigger than you thought, and yes, it’s still very much felt.
Yes, I still giggle when I think of all those funny things you said. Yes, I still smile when I think of all the compliments you gave me.
Yes, I still quietly admire you and the advice you gave that made a difference for us all. The support and love you showed me continue to shape my days, weeks, and months. They continue to shape my life.
Yes, your input and opinions still make me think twice … if not three times, and then four.
No, you weren’t insignificant, and never shall you be forgotten. Your existence here, no matter how brief, and despite the evil insanity that took you in the end made a positive difference, though you didn’t live to see it.
I’m sorry that THING that birthed then threw you away as well as all your “siblings” bore a hole so deep in your soul that you felt as though you deserved to die in it.
You helped me find this crown I now wear on my head and WILL wear until The Brighter Side Of Grey.
~ Me
