Over the past few days it's been hard to focus on anything at all, work, life, sleep. Everything seems so pointless when one min you're standing face to face with a person you consider family and the next min you're in the hospital waiting, not knowing, watching everyone around you break down. Then you find out they're gone. Life's never predictable. It's true, the greatest people are those who leave trails of life behind them where ever they go. These past few day's I've seen literally hundreds of people cross my path all with the same love for this little asshole from a small town in South Texas no one's ever even heard of. Because he was real, true, and everything a friend should be, to anyone that crossed his path. Joseph touched so many people, and to stand there today while we buried him and see all those faces there to say goodbye to a great man, was amazing.I'm proud to call you my little brother, my family, my friend.
