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My brother. Outside of blood, you were the closest thing to family. I’m going to miss you man.
I wish I called when I had the chance.
I wish I took the time to reach out and see how you’re doing.
I wish I didn’t let my work get in the way of sending out a simple “What up?” text.
I wish you could’ve met Lana in person.
My heart hurts for you brother.
You were with me through my darkest times.
You kept me accountable at the gym.
You never failed to remind me that I was a warrior, especially when I didn’t feel like it.
Through our deep conversations about life,
Our random K-BBQ dinners,
And our stupid competitions on who can stay in the sauna the longest,
You became a little brother to me, while mine was in another country fighting a war.
You know what’s weird, I haven't cried yet.
Even after receiving the news, I think I’ve been in shock all day.
But now as I’m writing this final goodbye,
I can’t seem to hold back the tears.
You were one of the real ones.
And I really wish I called you sooner when you kept coming to mind.
You always say how much I’ve taught you,
But this last lesson is a gift from you to me:
Embrace the moment, because nothing is guaranteed.
Love you bro. We’ll miss you.
Rest In Paradise.