what happens when you lose your best friend? what is it like to know that you've had every possible interaction with someone in this lifetime?
i've got to be honest. reality checks are not welcome here. leave me in my safe, comfortable bubble. let me be.
gregory lost one of his best friends on december 27,2010 - USMC Sgt. Garrett Anderson Misener, killed by an ied in the Helmand Province.
no one wants to take the hand of their husband, walk him up the stairs, shut the door - only to deliver such news. what can you do besides lay there for hours on end sobbing, feeling as if life will never go on. and when you muster up the strength to walk, how hard it is to see other people being normal, laughing, shopping... it's just so unnatural. we were born to die. but coming to terms with this is harder than we ever thought it could be. and when our young lives are interrupted with an unexpected death, we're forced to think about who we are and why we're here.
live your life. take time to do the things that are important to you. say what you need to say and make time for the people you love. be who you were created to be and don't stop until you truly know what that means. ask questions. read. learn. be.
we're better because of you, Garrett. we'll see you again.