Some people become memories. Some people become landmarks. This is about the second kind.
One of the most down-to-earth and unequivocally decent people I have ever met — a wild glimmer only certain people get to see.
You embody generosity, kindness, engagement, and genuine care. You have purpose and focus, and that glimmer underneath all of it.
During some of the hardest periods of my life, you gave me a place where I could be vulnerable.
You helped me lower walls I didn't know I was carrying — and understand parts of myself I had kept hidden.
Lavender instantly transports me back to some of my favorite memories with you.
Hopefully there's still a lavender body wash somewhere in your house. Funny how a scent can carry an entire chapter of your life.
“I don't even drink them. I just buy them.”
Every time I grab a sparkling water, I hear your voice. Researchers remain confused.
For the first time, I didn't feel crazy. I felt seen.
We could start a conversation anywhere and end up somewhere far bigger than where we began.
Despite repeated claims of overthinking, extensive testing suggests your mind is simply committed to understanding things more deeply than most people are willing to.
I don't remember the joke. I remember laughing.
What I remember is feeling lighter whenever we were together. I remember laughing. A lot.
What you're made of
Margin of error: negligible.
Being around the best parts of you brought out the best parts of me.
Some people leave you with memories. Some leave you with a better understanding of who you are.