My best friends dad died yesterday. I’ve been running on 4 hours of sleep since I was with her family all night last night, and was there for 12 hours today cleaning, and calling people for them today. Now, someone important to me has died every year since I was 15, and as I’ve seen these horrible things that most people can’t even imagine, it completely puts my outlook on life into perspective. Life is so incredibly short, but one should not be afraid of death, we should embrace it. Maybe I’m not afraid of it because I’ve seen it so much, but it’s so important to live in the moment, and to do everything you want to before it’s too late. You never think these things are going to happen to you but trust me it’s been happening for the past 5 years. I cannot even describe the pain I feel for the people I consider my second family. I have spent almost every weekend at their house since the 6th grade, this man was my second dad, and I will miss him so very much. This is so incredibly unreal.