Hey, Joe. It's the 4th of July again. Your favorite holiday. I've been okay I suppose. Not much ever really changes for me. You know how I roll. I'm doing the same old grind that I always do. Thoughts of you are never far away. I deal with it better, and I cry a little less. It still hurts though. I don't think that part is ever going to change.
I wish you could see your nephew. He's so much like you when you were his age. He really would have liked you. You would have liked him too. Your sister is still doing the school thing. You'd be proud of her for the most part. She misses you too. The 2 of us both kinda struggle still with having you gone. But we carry on as best as we can knowing that's what you'd want most.
I'll be thinking of you all day today. That's kinda how the 4th goes for me now. I don't even bother planning shit anymore for the day. I just wake up and let the day happen. You'll probably be disappointed to hear that I haven't been to the fireworks in a while. I know you loved that shit. Especially having your own. It's quite likely we would have had another one of heated debates over them if you were still around today. I'd be like..., " They're so dangerous to use in a city this tightly packed." And you'd be all " Do you think you could just relax and enjoy it for a change ?" Then we'd go back and forth for about an hour until we got sick of it. I'd really like that though. Arguing with you over fireworks again... Yeah...., I'd definitely enjoy that. It was always an annual event.
I had a dream about the younger you last night. I don't know..., maybe you were like 18 or something. I caught you giving Nicole some fireworks and telling her not to let me find out. It felt real enough at the time, and I woke up still feeling it.
I miss you buddy. More than anything. Happy 4th of July, Joe. I hope heaven has fireworks for you.
