I realized this morning while driving in why I’ve been feeling slightly off the past few days. It was a year ago this week that for the first time in my adult life I lost a friend. As kids we all go thru the death of someone we know - we’re kids and we do stupid shit. Once you make it thru those years though things are supposed to settle down, and we forget how quickly a person, a friend and peer can just be gone.

I thought about him my whole way in this morning, and I’m sure I’m not alone in my rememberance this week. He helped me deal with some dark times in my life and I can only hope I was able to do the same for him. When the cheater and I were at the height of our drama he opened up and reached out to show me his vulnerable side and along with my other dear friends he helped pull me out of the not eating not sleeping depression I’d spiraled into. For that I will be eternally greatful.

He touched so many people, I don’t think he even knew the impact he had on some of us. His death was not neccesary- he was smarter than that- two seconds to click his seatbelt would have saved all the pain that was caused. But everything happens for a reason, and sometimes these things which are so hard for us left behind are what’s best for the person we’ve lost. None of us could say he was really truly happy, he had his own battles with depression which seemed to overtake him often.

Today take time to hug your friends, or at least tell them how important they are to you. See them, spend time with them and talk to them often. Don’t put it off for a better time, or less busy time, make the time for them.