Tammy and I are getting married in Mexico next week. Jordan was supposed to be one of my groomsmen, he hadn't bought his tickets yet when I was bugging him about it in Costa Rica, but he kept saying that he'd be there. And he will be, I believe that. I'm going ride a wave with thoughts of him the morning of my wedding, and then pour out a drink for him in the sand that night. I know he'll be there to give me strength and courage as I stand at the altar and exchange vows. I'm a stronger, more confident person because of Jordan's influence on me. I'm grateful for that.
In Loving Memory of Jordan Ferraro