Am i allowed to miss you?

      It is that time of year again. Where we all realize how long you have been gone. We all miss you, wishing you were here. Some are more eloquent than others at expressing how they feel. There are also those of us that cared for you from afar and almost feel like we are not allowed to grieve you with everyone else. To me, you were louder than life, this enigma among the common man. I miss you and your jokester and your serious ways. It does not seem real that it has been 8 years since you left us. It feels like you should be the fun uncle, not buried in the cemetery. I know you watch over all of us, but can you feel us missing you when a certain song comes on the radio? Or when a memory hits us out of the blue, is that you telling us you are thinking of us too? I miss you.