My daughter's friend passed away this week. He was only 17. He had a heart defect discovered in March, surgery in March, was seemingly okay til 2 weeks ago when he collapsed and was put on life support. For a week we kept up with every development through facebook...the endless praying, total hope that he would be okay, friends sending messages. We were all hoping for the best. But he passed this past Tuesday.
I hardly knew him, but my daughter was very close with him. He made her laugh more than any of her other friends. Apparently this is how he was with everyone. He is well-loved.
I am so upset about it. Depressed. I keep thinking about how young he was, so optimistic, lively, funny, the whole world in front of him. and now he's gone. I can't give this one up to "well, he lived a good long life". Nope. He was just a kid. And his mother. I can't imagine the pain. I feel heartbroken. My daughter was in shock for couple of days after it happened, but is handling it well. I want to shake this sad feeling off, but I can't. The funeral is next week. It's going to be hard.
I just had to share this with someone. I mourn a boy who should have gotten to do all the cool things you get to do in a long lifetime and I mourn for his friends and his family, especially his mother.
Thanks for reading. :)