Live Every Day Like It Is Your Last

This blog is going to be a little off topic. It is not about sports, it is about my past weekend. Thursday morning I woke up from a text message from my best friend back home telling me that her dad had died that morning. I did not want to believe it so I called around right away and asked some people, and sure enough it was.

This really got to me because Casey was my second dad. He was always there watching Brittney and I play sports together since we were in 3rd grade. I could not imagine how I would feel if I were in her situation right now. Brittney is only 19, a freshman in college, and she is responsible for all the expenses of her own father’s funeral, since she was next in kin.

This whole situation has made me realize that I need to live every day like it was my last. Have no regrets, do not get mad at pointless stuff, and forgive people. Brittney had gotten into an argument with her dad and that was the last time she got to talk to him. That just would not be the best way to remember your last words with your father.

I went home from school this weekend to be with her and her family and it was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. It was so painful to see my best friend in such pain, knowing that Casey could have stopped what he was doing and no ended his life that day. Casey has OD on crack/cocaine.

The funeral was extremely packed with all the people that Casey had touched in his lifetime. He was too young to die. He was only 41, with a daughter that is 19 and another one who is only 15. So my lesson from this past weekend is to live every day like it is your last, enjoy what you have, and be happy and forgive others because you never know when your time or your loved one’s time may come.