Not a day goes by that i don't think about Zech. Not a day goes by that i don't wonder how different things would be if he were still here. Zech brought out the best in me always. His death brought out the worst in me. I still take my phone to bed with me sometimes hoping it will help me remember our late night talks. Everytime i go to the movies i think of zech grabbing my hand in the dark with that grin of his. Everyday i wish i could call Zech and tell him about my day, hear his laugh, hug him one more time. This year at the Relay for Life i'll miss him eating bubbles and pretending to be me while playing Black Jack. I'll flashback to seeing him drive off in his Caddy, music blaring--it was the last time i ever saw him. I'll never forget the day they told me Zech died. I know I haven't known him for his whole life and that we weren't that deep in our relationship, but Zech meant more to me than any single person i know. I'm thankful for him teaching me a new way to look at life and finding humor in the small things. I miss you Zech.