Friends

I remember in grade school learning the i went before the e in friend because of a tip someone once gave me. A good friend will be with you till the end. Sometime you really miss those friends that are so dear to you. In about a month it will have been five years since I last got to talk to a good friend Mark. I thought I would share a little glimpse of a great life. Here is a little poem he wrote and a video we did for his funeral. It will be so good to see you again some day my friend.

Come with Me

I wanna be different from the crowd
It hurts so bad I wanna scream out loud

I want you to come with me
It will be a better place you’ll see

So come with me…
Run like you’ve never run before
So come with me…
Run till your legs become sore
So come with me…
I promise you’ve never been here before

So you take my hand
I look for a smile
I haven’t got one yet
I know I will in a while

We are gonna go far, far away
Can you trust me for more than a day

We’ll be so happy and so free
I promise you if you come with me

Blessed.

My wife and I recently were offered a free place to stay with my aunt and uncle in Hawaii. My parents then twisted our arms saying they would cover the air fair if we wanted to go. It was so fun hanging out with our family and take in some warmer weather.
What blessing.

I got a few other pictures I'll post later.