I had a bittersweet moment at the dinner table last night. I told Helen and Scott that my dear friend, Pam, had lost her orange boy, Trevor. And I thought what a sad, sad day for Pam and her family, especially Andy. But I also thought, how strange and wonderful that I sit here and tell my family about the loss experienced by someone who I have never seen in person, but whose voice I know like my own, and who I have "loved" as a friend, for over 7 years now. I never will meet Trevor now, but his loss hit me just like the loss of one of my own would. But isn't it a wonderful gift we have received, finding friends, all over the world, because of this wonderful community of people, just like ourselves, who laugh when we laugh, cry with us when we are sad, and support us through tough times?

Trevor, you were a wonderful orange boy, and seeing your pictures and being reminded of your story has reminded me just how wonderful you were.

We love you, Pam, and just like you've been there for me, I'm right here for you, too. Just wish I could come give you a big hug right now.

Logan