to my best friend Stacy. This past year has not been the same without you. It won't ever be the same again. Despite my sadness, I do have comfort knowing you don't have to hurt anymore. I am sure you and your dad are whooping it up in heaven, on the golf course, with a summer shandy in hand, and "Fat Bottom Girls" blaring in the background (assuming God allows that little bit of hedonism).
I love you, Stacy. Please watch over me!