The sudden passing of a friend in a tragic, freak motorcycle accident on Monday has shaken me hard. He was my brother’s best friend, and only nineteen years old. Some days it seems to me like death covets those with the warmest hearts and largest smiles. To say it isn’t fair is both a cliche and an understatement. In the face of it, we realize how fragile and helpless we really are. There isn’t anything to make it better, there isn’t anything that will bring him back. We gather in large rooms, speak in hushed voices, and try to remember, and try to forget. His funeral is tomorrow, the same day as my father funerals ten years ago. My brother didn’t deserve this. 

Tomorrow is going to be hard.

  1. speakerforthetrees said: I am so sorry….. that is horrible.
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