In honor

This is the third day since I found out Kim is gone. Each day I wake up thinking of him and go to bed wondering how things could turn out this way.

I go to work and hold the tears back until I get home. Everything on this site is true. Kim was a poet, a philosopher, a gentleman but most importantly, he was a good person.

Sounds simple but the latter was the most important to me. He was the goodness you smell when the wind blows the fragrance of the beach in the evening on a summer day. He was the goodness of seeing the large fir branch outlined by a setting sun. He was the goodness of feeling the spray of the waves as they come towards the beach from a seemingly endless ocean. He had a purity of goodness that is I see less of in this world.

Every time I look at nature, I see Kim. Every time I see the simple goodness that nature provides, I remember Kim.

I have children now Kim and I will do my best to teach them the goodness you taught me. As they grow I will take them to the beach to feel the waves and to the forest to see the old trees.

I will tell them about you and the honor it was to have known you.

Robert