There was no toasting on this night. There was joyousness in celebrating, albeit alone once again, on this night. He was my guy, that guy. That one, the one, my only one. The benchmark. The bar. The best. Sho.
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Oh, Sho Rai, it’s 4 January, and you know what that means. Yes, it’s that “end” to the most painful time of the year. The one that’s a beating by whomever, if not for the sake of remembering that The World Kicks Me In The Junk.
There’ll never be one so far and beyond the rest like him. As I drove home with him on my lap, some 12 hours of that in my Forester. I knew. I just knew. And he knew. Everyone knew. We all knew that he was my guy.
Sho Rai is my Bret “The Hitman” Hart, “The Best There Is, The Best There Was, The Best There Ever Will Be“. ======= kastle’s note
He was the guy, he’s still the guy. He was everything I ever wanted, and that’s why he’s not here. Sho Rai was the king! Long Live The King!
Today is 4 January and you know what that means… I need not say more.
Happy 14th Birthday Sho Rai, my good friend. I will miss you always and never stop loving you.
Sho Rai is my Bret “The Hitman” Hart, “The Best There Is, The Best There Was, The Best There Ever Will Be“. I will forever love you, miss you, and hold you in regard then none others can ever achieve.
I’m just going to make a note here and link a bunch of images of Sho-Sho where he spent a lot of time, on my lap. I miss him like you wouldn’t believe.
One Year Gone… Last year (2019) was, by in large, the worst year of my entire life. Possibly combined, the jury is still out on that. I’m willing to put money on it though.
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