The Class Clown

After reading all of the posts on Facebook about Daniel & Amanda's Blog I was overwhelmed with sadness. I know he is somewhere much better. no doubt in my mind that he is filled with happiness. but sometimes that doesn't help.

My heart aches for his family and best friends. The ones who were blessed to see that smiling face on a regular basis. The ones who, without a doubt, had many, many, many days brightened by his presence.

I first met Daniel in kindergarten, we were in the same class. I remember he played house with us. He was always the husband of course {I think he was the only guy who would hang out with us girls and play house in kindergarten... smart boy getting all the attention from the girls}.

For the following 12 years of school I shared many classes and many friends with Daniel. Daniel had a way of making everyone his friend. It was impossible to not like him. He was the class clown. I cannot tell you how many times he made me laugh... His outgoing, crazy personality kept us entertained.

I never knew Daniel suffered from depression. The Daniel I knew was the happiest, most upbeat, and amazing guy you could ever imagine. He really just had the whole package and I guess he couldn't see it: he was good looking, funny, athletic, talented, adventurous, caring, energetic... the list goes on and on.

That is the way I'll always remember Daniel. The class clown. That amazing smile. And one of the most caring people I'll ever know. 

Taken from Daniel's Facebook Photos