“I want to be remembered for courage, for my faith.”
These words now live like a scar in my heart.

Even though I didn’t agree with everything he said, I can’t pretend his presence didn’t leave a mark on this world — and on me.

As I write this, tears are dripping onto the page. We lost a legendary man.
Someone who dared to stand, to speak, to be bold.
Someone who carried his convictions like a torch, even when the world tried to snuff it out.

It’s strange how grief doesn’t ask if you fully agreed — it just arrives, heavy and undeniable.
And today, it has.

Rest easy, legend.
Your courage and your faith won’t be forgotten