This is a blog I put together for my dear lost friend Corey Womack. Its purpose is to give all of us a place to post our condolences, our memories, and our thoughts. If you have something you would like to post, you can e-mail it to me at WLentlie@gmail.com
This is for you Corey.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Condolences from Jen Lin

Corey was an amazing person. I met him in 9th grade because we had global history together. I remember thinking to myself, "This kid is crazy." To this day, I still think he's crazy. It was his willingness to be crazy, outrageous, unique, and spontaneous that made him Corey. He would go to any lengths just to make people laugh, even if he didn't know you.

He was so fearless. Nothing would or could deter him from doing the insane things that he has done. I wish I had his courage. He didn't care what other people thought about him. Just as long as he had an audience, he was happy. There are countless memories of him just being him, and the rest of us holding our sides from laughing so much. I would give anything just to have those days back

He could make any rainy day seem bright and sunny. No matter how bad your day was he could make it be alright. It was one of his many gifts, but its the one that I will miss the most. I will miss every story he'll never tell again, every picture he'll never draw, every song he'll never sing, and every greeting he'll never make. He has left a void in all of our lives that will never, and can never be replaced.

I know he would not want us to mourn his death, and yet it happens. I know that he would want us to move on with our lives, and we will. No one can be ready for the death of a friend. Especially when that friend has barely begun to live. So I think he'll forgive us, just this once, for being little sad. But we'll get through this because we have each other, and our memories. And though it may seem like the end of the world in this place and time, life goes on. In 70 years or so, when we die and go where ever we go, I'm sure he'll be there waiting for us. Waiting to make us laugh again. Until then, keep laughing, keep living, because its what he would have wanted.

JL

P.S. Somebody better bring the graham crackers or he's gonna be mad.

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