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Life After Death
Life does go on after death. It's hard to believe, but it does. Beauty is all around you. You just have to be willing to look for it.
I met him when I was 16 and fresh out of high school. He had long hair, tattoos, and was 18. He was, just as this description might tell, a total “bad boy.” We dated on and off for a couple years then he, being a Virginia kid, went off to Richmond and I, being a Maryland kid, went off to Baltimore. Around this time, typical of young love, he made me mad and I blocked him on any social media platform I could.
Just before Labor Day, I got a call from a friend who asked if I was sitting down. “Brittni, he has cancer. He wanted to tell you but can’t get ahold of you. He wants you to visit him.”