It seemed easy and perfect, because his name flowed so easily to Jem.
I can't write a proper piece, because I am sadder than I would have guessed - I rarely see death as terribly sad, because Heaven is so awesome. If you believe 100% in Heaven, and I do, then you can't usually cry for the person who gets to go there.
But James did not get enough time to be joyous with Margaret and her children yet, and I am really mad at God, even tho I know he didn't do it, I just don't understand why this should be.
And why, why, just like with Scanner, did someone who made SO MANY of us feel special, be the one to go?
I thought *I* was Scanner's special person - no, turns out EVERYone was, and that just made me love him more, learning that.
And Jem, I thought I was HIS special person too, because *I* was the one he told, secretly, when he and Margaret were keeping company and getting serious. Turns out, we see on here, that he secretly told practically everyone, because he was so so happy, and had to share it with everyone. That makes me smile every time I think of it.
I will miss you my friend, and I will be glad to sing along to some Bob Dylan with you, when it's my turn up in Heaven.
Please tell Scanner I said hi.