Aww, my little man... I was already missing you and wondering if I'd ever get back to Cheyenne to see your family again. Now you've gone and made me wait even longer. I guess I can wait until heaven, since you haven't left me any other choice now...
I don't know why I feel so horrible inside - after all, you don't. Running around for the first time in your life, your lungs filling with the sweet air of glory, your muscles strong... no more chair, no more oxygen tank, no more cramping...
I know you're going to meet Dr. Luke pretty soon, if you haven't already. The first physician who won't be able to find anything wrong with you. Tell him not to bother. Arm wrestle him instead.
So, if you're so happy, why are so many of us crying? You'd be able to explain it to me, since you're not only talking now, but you've seen God face to face. You know fully, in the same way He's always fully known you. You've become like Him, because you've seen Him just as He is. Aww, dude... you have no idea how much I want to talk with you.
And I have to ask: Are you laughing out loud when Jesus teaches, the same way you did for me? Man, I hope so.
So should I say, "So long" or "See you soon"? Since both are true, maybe I'll just leave you with, "Have fun, Alec... It's about time."