Lately, it's been extremely easy to catch myself complaining about the little things. It's disgusting how as humans we become so consumed with our own lives, we really forget to take a look around and appreciate it.
My very best friend lost her brother last night. I didn't even need to know the whole story for my heart to completely break. I was embarrassed to think about how I treat the people I know as if they'll be around forever. The human race is flawed, and we're so quick to forget that there is an invisible expiration date stamped on all of us. It leaves you torn. Should I treat every encounter with someone as if it may be the last? Or should I be pushing it into the back of my mind so the thought isn't a constant black cloud overhead?
When someone leaves this life, you can spend the rest of your time thinking about how you wish you would've said more, but at the end of the day you have to just accept the pain and learn to cope. I wish there were things I could say to her that would take the weight off of her shoulders, but I know all too well that time does not heal all wounds. As a friend, all I can do is let her know, I'm here, I'm always here, and I love you. I would do anything in this world to rewind time and change his fate.
I've said goodbye to beautiful people, who never deserved the ending they got. And this week we'll say goodbye to one more.
I'm here, I'm always here, and I love you Kels.