My story is almost the same as yours - I lost him in my last year, not my first year post-graduation. There isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about h

My story is almost the same as yours - I lost him in my last year, not my first year post-graduation. There isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about him, or miss him. However, I notice a lot now, almost 2 years later, that some of him lives on in me; the jokes that I tell, the reactions to some events, are from him. I hope you find peace and remember that they aren't really gone if you let them live on in their own special way.