I’m going to miss him, even now I feel it. Knowing he won’t be gone for too long of a time, but still knowing I can’t see him when he has taken such and important place. Even though I know I will never have him for my own, it makes me sick to think about anyone else in the place where I want him to be. When I see him in my house and around my family it feels like he’s suppose to be there, and always has been…