There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about him. Some of those days, it's a little easier and I can laugh at the memories of him being silly. After all, he was a natural born entertainer. Other days, especially close to major events, it's almost unbearable.
What I wouldn't give to see him again. Until that day, I'll be content with him showing up in my dreams randomly to let me know that he's watching over me.