When something like this happens, we all go to the place of
"if only..." I know his parents, his coaches, his friends, his teachers, his
siblings, his team mates, are all thinking about the last words spoken, the last
emotions exchanged...

These thoughts can torture.

Guilt drives us to focus on every single thing we didnt do perfectly.
And guilt erases every single thing that we did just right.

I think what we have to remember is that, there is an unexplained mystery to life and death that is beyond our control and beyond our ability to understand.

I would like to believe that once the soul is free from the tangles of this human life, that only the beautiful memories remain in their heart. I am certain that if this sweet boy could leave one last message he would beg of you all to remember the deep love, and the wonderful friendships, and the victories, and the humor, and the joy that each of you shared with him.

But I know, it takes a long time to get to a place of peace when the loss leaves you torn from head to toe. . .

Life gets to be pretty fast.
And life turns on a dime.
And sometimes things just dont make any sense.

"you and me,
walk on,
walk on,
walk on,
because you cant go back now..."
~ the weepies