Funerals can be the most depressing thing on the face of the earth or they can be a celebration of someone's life. And with several thousand people attending Rey's it was definitely the latter of the two. I was given a break from the stuffy hospital to attend the funeral and speak as Rey's oldest friend,

"The dictionary definition of a friend is: person one likes and chooses to spend time with. But they should replace that definition with Rey's face. Rey was more than a friend; he was like a brother to me and no matter what happened Rey was there for me. Even when I made the biggest mistake of my life Rey was there for me, he forgave me. The dictionary defines father as: male parent. But once again they should replace that definition with Rey's face. He has two beautiful children and he was not only a father to them he was a friend, every night he was away he would mope around missing his children wishing they were there and waiting for the time that he could ring them. One more dictionary definition this time for husband: Married Man and once more that needs to be replaced with Rey's face. I also think the dictionary needs to be replaced. Rey loved and always will love Angie whenever he talked about her, talked to her, or even heard her name his entire face lit up. They were destined to be together and they were.

Rey was a fantastic friend, father, husband and work mate. He loved everything he did and everyone he knew even if they were his enemy he loved them. It was just his way. Before he died after months of fighting he told me he loved me and he loved his family.

He could always see the good in people, even if he has just been unscripted thrown through a table for no reason he still managed to find something good. Even if it was 'man Bubba and D-Von make a great team'. He was one of the most popular men in the locker room only because he was so optimistic and cheerful. Sometimes so cheerful it made others ill.

There is going to be times where each of us sit down and play the What If game, when our hearts ache for the man everybody adored and when we shed a thousand tears for such a wonderful man. But day-by-day things will get easier and slowly each of us will think: What if our tomorrow never comes? For after all that is the ultimate What If?"

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