I heard this reference in a movie once, I believe it was A Series of Unfortunate Events with Jim Carey that explained death as; "It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. It's like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down through the air and there's a sickly moment of dark surprise." This quote embodies exactly how I feel today. The worst part of this whole predicament is that I wasn't even that close to him. I attended middle and high school with him. I remember his smile and demeanor. He was a sweet person, fun loving, and after all rather attractive (honestly). Kind of Owen Wilson-esk. (laughing at myself) But the real question today is how much loss can one person take? I know that many people have lost their children, parents, and best friends, but when is it decided that it is enough for them? My sister-in-law lost her son, Jamie, at age 16. I can only imagine losing a child. I hope I will never see that day. I am only left with the question "Why?". I guess we will have to wait to find the answer, but until then, have a great night.
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