My friend Derrick died last night. He was only 31. He had really severe disabilities, but he always talked of getting out of his wheelchair someday and lived as if he would. Me and him kind of have the same spirit of never giving up, and I felt closer to him than anyone because of the severity of both of our disabilities, but all of the things we achieved despite it. He actively made everyone smile. I'm really going to miss him. I already do. Last Friday, he was asked what he thinks is beautiful, and his reply was, "a one day old baby just out the womb". People like him make me hope that reincarnation is real, because I want him to experience living life without the limitations he did in this lifetime. He would appreciate it more than anyone I know. He really wouldn't want me to be crying right now, he would want me to be happy that he's finally out of that god damn wheelchair. I'm just glad I got to let him know how much I cared about him and liked him. I made sure he knew that. At least he died knowing that he was "one of us".

~e