It's been over 3 years. He and I were good friends since we were 3 or 4. He died at 28. I've been coping alright. Today it began to hurt terribly. There was an intimate emotional and intellectual connection. We were different people with different views, but were none the less fond of each other. If only I could love others as much as I loved him. I didn't do my work well today because I missed him so badly. I need to get over this. If Jesus could bring back Lazarus, I wish He would give me Brent back at least for a little while. Please pray for me.