Well, itâs officially January 13th. 11 years ago today, we all lost a little ray of sunshine. 11 years ago today, a true angel was sent home to catch his pair of wings. And to think that last week, if he were still alive, he would have turned 27 years old. We miss you so much down here, Michael. We really do. Especially now, over this whole 2Gether Reunion talk. We all wish that our loveable Dewey-eyed youngster could be here with us for this. But all Q.T. McKnight-ness aside, you are such an inspiration to me. You have no idea. You pretty much inspired me to be a better person. You taught me that no one is guaranteed a tomorrow, and that we shouldnât take the time weâre given for granted, because you never know when it can all just end in a second. I didnât believe in guardian angels, until I found out about you. I do believe, that youâre looking over everyone that holds you near and dear to their hearts everyday, wether it may be your family, friends, bandmates, or fans. You would want us to stay strong on this day, and be happy. Youâd want us to treat today like any other day, and live our lives. And I know, youâd want to look down on us, and see us happy, but on a day like this, Itâs kind of hard to be happy. Continue to watch over us, and weâll try to keep those smiles you like to see on our faces. We love you, and we miss you. Someday, weâll all be â2Getherâ again. Sleep tight, my guardian angel. <3
R.I.P. Michael James Cuccione.
A son, a brother, a friend, and an inspiration.
January 5th, 1985-January 13th, 2001.
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