Listening to: I'll Be Missing You by Puff Daddy
A good friend of mine died in a car accident two days ago and I just found out. His name was Eddie and all he knew was laughs and good times. He loved to live his life, and he did. What a day for this to happen to us. How are we supposed to prepare for the death of a friend? How is anyone supposed to? Words are just words describing this horrible feeling sitting and burning in the middle of my chest. These tears flow with a purpose no one wants to experience.
There are way too many of us dying so young. To think that Eddie will never walk through his front door to greet his mother and family. He'll never make us laugh ever again. He'll never know what it's like to feel 40 years old at 30, or even see what his children might of looked like. His branch on the tree ended abruptly, and his soul will live on to remember us. The reminisce he left here on Earth will be remembered forever.
All I ask is that everyone be responsible and wear your seat belts. No one ever takes that simple, little advice seriously. Not until someone close dies from it, or they themselves (God forbid) lose their life over it. I've already had 3 good, close friends die of the same reason, and I'm completely sick of it. It doesn't matter if I know you or not, there's nothing in the world that would make me want that experience for you. It's such a simple gesture to execute by reaching and pulling the belt over your shoulders. So, please. You really only live once. Make it last instead of throwing it away. Wear your seat belts, don't drink and drive, and always be responsible of your lives. You'll find that at your darkest moment that sometimes the only person who can save your life is yourself. That is all.
It's a dark and gloomy day outside in Florida. The Earth is crying for my friend.