Seth Cayson.

The closest thing I have to a younger brother. I met him whenever his mom brought him home from the hospital. Our friendship started at youth camp in probably 2002 or 2003. We all had our little group of cool people and even though he was a good bit younger than us, he was cool enough to be in our group. Youth camp friendships are unique because even if you don't regularly see or chat with someone, you still have that special bond. So that's the bond me and Seth had. Even though we saw each other at church pretty regularly, we didn't really hang out except for at camp. As us older "cool" ones got too old to be campers and had to be counselors, we all tried to live vicariously through Seth. He became one of the original members of the "Sleep All Day Then Go Out To Eat" club that we have made a tradition on the Saturday youth camp ends. As time went on and he got into high school, the gap between our ages became less significant, and he became more of a peer than a younger brother. Youth camp a couple years ago brought us closer than we'd ever been. Seth and I are similar in ways we can't even tell other people about and we connect deep in ways it's hard to explain. Even though that sounds real gay… #nohomo. It's not that we can't tell you, it's just none of your dang business. Still sounds gay. Seth is one of the few people I've laughed and cried with, and boy do we ever laugh!