The Davis family was, for me, my 2nd family growing up. The love they showed and shared, both as a family and to others, was something I always wanted to achieve in my life. The memories I have of the family always makes me happy, and I appreciate every moment I was blessed to spend with them. I do not know if Justin, as well as his parents John and Carolyn, ever knew how much the time with them meant to me.
There are too many memories of Justin to write in one post, and honestly too heartbreaking to recall all at once. Justin was closer to me than my own brother (which for those who know, ok that may not be saying much, but still). From junior high chicken fights in the pool, to driving me to school our senior year (he would show up even when I ditched, which was way too often), to waking up in a random room at his fraternity house at Stanford, Justin was always there in my life.
Meeting Lisa, and seeing Justin and her together, was such a great feeling and their love was obvious. I was actually worried about how Justin was doing, after not seeing him for so many years. Seeing them together, and hearing about their family, I felt silly for even worrying about him.
I wish I had stayed more connected with Justin. Looking at all the outpouring of messages though, I am not sure he would have been able to fit me into his schedule :) . I will dearly miss him, because even when we did not see each other for years, I always still felt connected to him.
I apologize to John, Carolyn, Summer, Lisa and the rest of the family, but I will not be attending the Celebration of Life. I know that I do not have the emotional capacity to handle it. Besides, Justin is used to me ditching things, in fact, he would probably expect it :)