Stumbled on this photo, taken with an old 35mm on timer in the winter of 1998-1999, and it shook me to my core. Standing with me is one of the best friends I ever had, Georg, who was an exchange student from Sweden my senior year of high school. This moment, this frozen flash of time where my hands werenāt even around his shoulders from rushing back to be in the shot, this stolen second, shook me for how fresh we were, how young and teetering on the edge of the rest of our lives. We had no idea then, standing there after some frozen hike, that 20 some years later he wouldnāt be here anymore. That he would pass away in the bathroom stall of a Stockholm restaurant. That we would only see each other a handful of times spaced out over two decades, but love each other the same. We had no idea we would be in the backyard of the house I would one day call home. No idea of the pain and the joy that would come, no idea he would be a husband, a father, that he would leave us behind aching for more, to rewind time and hug him again. This frozen moment, this whisper where he and I and my dog Clancy were all captured hanging between worlds, those we walked through, those we would, those beyond this one that I will one day meet him in...I treasure it. Life is fleeting and fragile and stunning in its imperfection, we never know, we never have any idea whatās coming for us. All we can do is wake up each day and surround ourselves with those that make us better, more, and give away all the kindness we can muster. I miss you buddy, I have never stopped missing you. Thank you for the time you gave me. See you soon.
amandla
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