Steven Robert McFarland
I'm not sure what to believe happens wih someone leaves this earth. I'd like to think they can see and hear every thing you are saying to them, every thought you have of them.
Steven and I went to Folk Life together last Sunday, and I still can't believe that was the last time I will ever be graced with his presence.
He was so funny and bright.
I know it's too late, but I wish I would have had more to say. I would have had more beers with him, would have danced more with him and certainly would not have left to put money in my car and miss any moment of that day.
It's hard to stop thinking about it, about him. He was just so young, he shouldn't be gone.
My brother played a nice tribute to Stevo last night at an open mic at the Snoqualmie Brewery, and god it tore me apart. I am surprised that my other siblings kept it together so well. I just totally lost anything I thought I had together.
It's pouring right now. It seems like this always happens, the days become dark, when someone you love like this are gone. I really can't explain this guy to anyone. You had to know him. He was truly one of a kind. No one could be compared. A lot of my friends are pretty funny and outgoing, but Stevo had something else.
I want to keep crying. How long does this empty feeling remain?
Steven Robert McFarland, if I never told you since I didn't see you much once you started coming around again, I do love you, and I would have had so many conversations with you about so many things, if you were still gracing us all with your wit and charm.
I miss you so much. You're so crazy, man. I will never forget the good times.