I have seen nearly everyone I know who knew of him, knew him, liked him, loved him, thought of him, weigh in with their thoughts and prayers... I leave my day on Facebook with this... There is so much pain in this world... so much anger, so much hate, so much negativity. My friend, Tyler, knew much of this... he knew his pain, his demons, his fair share of hate and anger and negativity. It ate at him... it eroded him so often that he fell... but never once did he stay down... he continued to try... and through his weaknesses, and his demons that plagued him, he fought. I firmly believe that for brief moments in this world he knew peace... that it was something that he truly tried to strive for, but was always a struggle to attain. I have shed tears, with him, and for him... I have shed blood with him, and for him... I hurt for me and for those whom he left a void in the heart and mind of... his family... his friends... his loved ones, for it is we who know pain in this... but no longer does he have to hurt... or hate... or anger... or tire... he fought his fight, and no matter how you believe, no matter what faith, or lack therein you have, share or carry... he has left this life, and he has left a hole where he stood... a phenomenal man, a warrior in the truest sense of the term... has been called home... to serve a greater purpose... so that he may know peace... and love... and compassion... I hold no shame to say that I love him... that I will miss him... and that I will grieve for my loss... but I will spend my days trying to live to be a fraction of the man he was... to have a fraction of the spirit and the soul he did... to honor my memory of him. To honor him, as best I can, for the rest of my time on this plane of existence until we should meet again in the next life. Requiescat in pace, Tyler -- may you find the rest you so deserve.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Jun 2013 08:19:54 +0000
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