Thursday, March 14, 2019
I have been fighting with myself since Paul's death what to write, how do I sum up our relationship in words.
He wasn't the smartest man or the most wealthy man, he was just a man. He had bad habits, he liked his drink and his smoking a bit to much but be honest don't we all have bad habits.
He was always kind and friendly to me, and to many others. He always had a story for me on how he screwed the man ( his words not mine). He loved a bargain, if he could get something cheaper he would, his eyes would light up like he had just won the lottery and he would enjoy the glory of it for days, Mr Scrooge move on over.
His life was to short and I am always going to be sad about the things we where going to do together, like the balloon ride and the BBQ. We should try and remember that sometimes tomorrow never come and don't put off the small things that makes us happy.
Paul was my friend, I loved him like a adopted brother and he was my Muppie, he will be sadly missed.
