It’ll be a long time before I’m used to his absence. Bender loomed large in our life and without his loud, demanding, loving, and unique personality, the house feels quiet and incomplete. I’ll miss him for the rest of my life. We were two cranky old men together and now I’m just a sad and angry old man, alone.

It’s been over a year now since I posted this– since I lost Bender. I cry a lot less these days. Far less often at least. But every once in a while, something will remind me of him, or I’ll glance at his memory shrine on our dresser and I’ll lose it just for a little while. I miss you buddy, so very much. I assume I just will forever and, I suppose that’s pretty amazing. To love someone, even when they’re completely absent from your daily life.