Today I went to Chris's grave for the first time.

Sitting there, I learned a hundred things about myself. I save people. I was put here to be a life line, and I lost that for a while. I lost who I was. I was told for a long time that it is pointless to listen to those who feel low because they are weak and will just bring you down with them. But Chris, I should have been there all along like I was in the beginning. You saw who I was and made me realize what my purpose is. You used to say that I kept you afloat. Why did I stop? Because I let my own feelings get in the way. But I wasn't truly happy living for myself. I am happiest when I am helping and when I am listening. I am so sorry that I lost myself and most of all, I'm sorry that I lost you. Please forgive me and help me stay on my path. I'm not going to say goodbye because I know you will always be with you. I know you are happier now.

Thanks for all that you let me do for you. You will truly be missed.