Callum’s friendship meant the world to me, more than words can accurately describe. Although, every good relationship is like that, isnt it? So wonderful that you can’t find words to express it properly? He was one of my best friends and I know that he will always be with me in some way. As I grow up I know he will be watching me, and hopefully he’ll be proud of me. Callum was the kind of friend who would, no matter what he was going through himself, wanted to help and make sure that you were okay. He never wanted anyone to worry or fret about him. He was a supportive, helpful, loving, incredibly caring best friend. He was so good at comforting and being there for me when I needed him. He gave such good advice and always tried to get you to look on the bright side of things. I reread one of our conversations when I really missed him one night and I asked him how his life was going and he said “better than ever” and when I questioned him as to why he simply replied with the fact that he was happy. Nothing big happened, he didn’t get some big gift or a new girlfriend or anything, he was just content and happy with where he was in his life. He never asked himself “why me?” he took what he had and was happy. Hardly ever a complaint. I wish I had his mentality towards life. Callum was always so sure of himself and what he thought was right and wrong and that’s something I will admire about him forever. He had a fiery personality and he was never scared to tell you if he disagreed with you, and we had quite a few arguments throughout the years but it always came back to us apologizing because no matter how mad we were, we couldn’t stand not be friends. We would get in fights but we’d always make up because we cared for each other. His happiness was important to me and anytime I could help him I tried my best. His smile was one of the kindest smiles I’ve ever seen. Everyone’s attention was drawn to him when they saw his wonderful smile and heard his spirited laugh. When he did his little giggle, I couldn’t help but always laugh myself. One thing that haunts me is how I’ll never get one of his hugs again, they always made me feel so nice. Our friendship will stay with me throughout my life, and it would have had he not gotten sick and sailed his way to his paradise somewhere else. It’s hard to think that he isn’t growing up with me anymore and that he won’t graduate with me. We used to talk about high school and what it would be like, and if I could tell him what it was like today, I’d say it’s not that great and not what we thought it would be. Knowing I’ll never see him, or have a real conversation with him again is a feeling I didn’t even know existed, there is such a longing to have him back again and it’s so painful. Callum was the sweetest boy I’ll ever know and I just hope that I’ll be able to raise my boy to be like him. Losing him has taught me a lot about myself and who I am as a person, and as someone who helps me cope greatly with this loss once told me, I shouldn’t move on, but move forward. I think of Callum everyday and I will always love him.