I died.

The flowers were impressive–nice touch mom. Lilies were arranged in standard patterns around the room–I wish I could’ve enjoyed them. It was nice to see you guys though. One last big bash to wish me luck–thanks! I wish you hadn’t all looked so down though. I mean, when is the last time we all got together, all in one place, for a celebration? And oh! What a celebration it was!

I don’t know if I’ll ever see you guys again. Maybe it’s for the best. We all have different paths in life. Just remember how much I love you all–and how much I loved life. Good luck! Good luck!

Don’t worry about me! I have no regrets. No sorry’s. No good byes. I have no need for these–especially now. Just remmeber me, okay guys? Remember all the good times we had. Good times–till the last!