I sat on my computer for nearly four hours yesterday, trying to put together an appropriate post. I would write and delete and write and delete. Nothing I wrote seemed right. Nothing I wrote seemed like enough. Having someone so full of life, someone so good, pass away so suddenly at only 27, makes no sense, so why would talking about it be any different.
Friends don't last forever. Friends come and go. The people who matter to you in Elementary...in Middle School...in High School...in College...eventually won't matter to you. Friendships change, die, and fade away. This is what (most) everyone is told growing up and it's what most people believe. Not me.