I feel like my heart has been ripped out. I grieve with the rest of my family. My cousin was in a plane crash. There were three others on board, all four perished. I think it is safe to say that hundreds of people are mourning right now. No one ever wants to bury a son or a daughter.
This is the 5th death within a year that has been way too close to home. I've lost 2 cousins, an Aunt, a future mother-in-law and the mother to my fiance's siblings. I look around me and find that it's some of the best people I know who are no longer with us.
My cousin's name was Brian. He was about four years older than me. I always remember laughing around him. Brian was an infectious person. He always had a smile on his face and a quick one liner to come back with. Honestly, one of the funniest people I've had the pleasure to know. I try now to think of actual jokes, but all I can think about is moments. Moments spent laughing.
Hold on to those you love a little tighter tonight, you never know what the next day will bring. Love openly and honestly and don't be afraid to tell people how much you love them. Sometimes, tomorrow is to late.
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