Nine years ago today my cousin Gregory passed away. It always hits me like a punch in the stomach knocking the wind out of me. I can not believe it has been 9 years! He visits me often in my dreams. The worst part is in my dream I always ask him where he has been. He will always reply something practical or that he has been waiting for me on a movie set. He was my best friend. I look forward to our dream meetings but when I wake up it’s like I have to re-live his death all over again. I miss him and I love him and he will live in my heart forever!