So I havent gotten to the last part yet. Steves funeral and the months that followed. To be honest there is a lot of that time I cant even remember. Ive always been great about intentionally blocking out bad memories. Some of them I purposefully hold onto, while others I stash away the second I gain them. I know one thing Ive learned in this lifetime. Either the word coincidence is grossly mis-defined..... or the scientist that refuse to believe in the supernatural are just opinionated morons.I guess that song Left Behind that I keep quoting from defines a lot of my life. I started with nothing, no parents even. And I gained some intensely great friendships along the way. Friendships that came as close to making up for the lack of family as is possible. Then they were taken from me too. So there I was again, left with what I started with. So Ive learned the whole "Dont know what you have until its gone" lesson pretty well. If thats what I was supposed to learn then the forces that be can stop now. I dont think Ill ever have a moment in my life where I dont have full realization of that saying.