And just like that, another incredible person is gone.
Andres had a way of talking to you that made you feel so special, like you were the only one that mattered. We met in fifth grade. He moved to town and we became one of three “couples” in our grade, which all seemed so serious at the time but is very much laughable now. He moved to Kansas City, Missouri with his family at the end of the school year, but we somehow found each other through AOL Instant Messenger a few years later. Shortly after, we exchanged phone numbers and talked often throughout high school. We talked about seeing each other when we were both freshmen in college. And though freshman year rolled around and we were still talking about it, it never happened. But we still continued to keep in touch through Facebook.
And we’ll continue to keep in touch in some way, albeit differently. I sincerely feel that there must be some kind of life after death, and that there must be some way to stay connected to those we have lost. What would be the point of living otherwise?
I sent his mom a message on Facebook expressing my condolences, and she just responded back:
Thanks Gloria! Andres talked about you a lot! So, I know you…..Hope everything is well with you! Again, thanks for your beautiful words and you prayers! Blessings, Aida
It brought me to tears.
There really isn’t much else to say here. Saying goodbye never gets any easier, nor does letting go. I wish things could be different. I wish I could have talked to him just one more time and told him what an amazing person he was.