I got a call this morning, from my best friend Kendra, saying it was an emergency. I didn’t think it’d be anything like this. One of our amazing, talented, young friends died in a car crash. I was, and still am, so shocked. I prayed it was just a horrible, late, April Fool’s joke, and of course, it wasn’t. I’ve never had any of my friends die, I thought, I was lucky in that. Then it happened. I’ve been crying, on and off, all day, and it STILL hasn’t sunk in, I’m still in denial. When will it hit? At the funeral? After that? The fucked up part? He was only 20 years old. Barley in the prime of his life. How, please tell me, is that fair?! How? I don’t see how it is. I doubt I ever will.
Jared, I love you, I hope you knew how special you were to me, and how much you made me smile, and laugh.