In a time like this, song lyrics come to mind. That and tears. I guess it's my brain's way of coping.
"Only the good die young"
"Life is short but sweet for certain"
....are playing over and over in my head.
Today I said goodbye to one of my friends from high school. It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do--harder than school, harder than saying goodbye to grandparents, harder than coping with my everyday anxiety. It was actually felt like all of that combined and trying to hold it together in public made it 100x worse.
I've boiled it down to this reason why: he was my age. Twenty two. It could've happened to anyone that I know, any of my friends/loved ones, or me. My heart breaks for his family. I know he's in a better place, but I just wish he didn't have to go so soon. A lot of my high school memories include him and I will never forget the good times we had.
It scares me to think that it could've happened to anyone and that the human life is THAT frail. Here one day, gone the next. We've all heard that the present is a gift and life is way to short to be anything but happy. But really.
Good intentions are nothing but that at the end of the day. I regret not spending more time with him and making the effort to stay better in touch. It shouldn't take a funeral to make me realize that everyday is a gift and we aren't guaranteed another one. Make your loved ones know that they are loved. Spend time with those who mean something to you. And most importantly live life.