Mr. Nice Guy

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.
People don't keep journals for themselves. They keep them for other people, like a secret they don't want to tell, but want everyone to know.

Sunday, March 16, 2003

God, A miracle is all that I need.
This is all that I ask and plead.
We need our son, brother, and friend
To come back to love and to tend.

God, he is a good man
with a life and a plan.
He deserves a long life
With a house, kids and a wife.

God, please give keep him alive.
Give him the strength to survive.
Lord, please help us find him.
He is lost in the water in which he swims.

Lead him back to the sand.
Give him the strength to stand.
Please don't let him fall.
So he can come home, once and for all.

Amen.


You have to make it...You NEED to make it...we NEED you....I NEED you...You gotta drive up to my house and crack a joke at me and laugh and smile..like you always do....Come on man...Everything is going to be all right...Hang in there!!!!

I'm Sorry...It's All My FAULT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



You need to come back....We all NEED you...I NEED you...who's going to hear all the crap that is going on with my family, and always lend a listening ear and reassure me that "everything's going to be all right." Your home has been a safe haven for me...Come on man...Everything's going to be all right...

To anyone who doesn't know...I am the friend who made it...Why do I get to survive?

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