monaj2083

I've known about the tsunami disaster for about two days now(not counting today).And I was watching t.v yesterday aboutr it...And I thought to myself on how lucky I was to not know anybody there who was hurt or even possibly dead. I thought I was lucky enough to not go through that pain like they were going through. how chicken-shit of me and cowardly too.

And today I recieved a phonecall from my boyfrind that a friend of mine's brother had died. And when he told me it was my friend Jennifer's brother.. I didn't want to tell myself that it was David. A brother of Jen's. The David that I went motorcycling with to the beach and went skinnie-dipping to Makapu'u Beach with....and had absolute intellectual conversations with. I didn't want believe that he was dead.

He's the kind of guy who lived privately and simply. Not too keen of the materialistic world, that didn't matter to him. All he had was a mattress, t.v and his pet snake. When I met him, he was an inspiration to me, a person who I wanted to live like with.he was wise beyond his years, smart, sexy, beautiful,and a great uncle, plus a brother.He taught me not to be ashamed of my body and that was how i was made to be and love it.
If he hadn't went back to California I know inside of me that we were to be greater friends that what we were. Maybe I cared too much but i know that I could have learned alot from him.

When I found out he died in the tsunami, I was wondering why he was there in the first place. Well I was told that he was saving up his miney to buy a resort in thailand and start a business there.and he did.

I miss David.
I won't forget him.
how can I heal?