It was so much simpler when we were all children, before we all grew up. When the worst thing that could possibly happen was someone stealing your cookies at snack time. No matter what, you would always go home to find your mother and father waiting there and you always knew that they loved you. Nothing in the world was evil or bad to you. When you were young, everything was new and exciting. You couldn't wait to grow up.
Then, when you grow up, things change. You realize that people lie and the world is full of cheaters. Your mother and father aren't always there to lift you up when you fall, usually, you have to force yourself up, or just lie there. You start to realize that life can actually really suck sometimes. You wish that you could go back to being a kid again.
He taught me that life isn't always bad. He taught me that life doesn't start to suck when you get older; it just gets harder. Life throws challenges at you, and you need to face them and show them who's boss. Most importantly, he was there when no one else was, and to think, it all started when he staked out my house for a whole night.