Heather may have never remembered me, but I will always remember her. She was around during the best part of my Bakersfield life, the Misbliss days… Heather was the goddess that was my friend’s wife.
Tell the people you love that you love them every day. Tell them constantly. Tell them until you’re mute and they’re deaf. Never let anyone you love slip away. Never let anyone you remotely care about feel alone. Never be afraid to tell people you idolize that you love them, that you care. Never. It’s messy and embarrassing but it’s real. Be real. Be strong. Be an Amazon.