Each little heartbreak leaves a scar forever.

When I was in high school, all of the other schools in the county had some horrible tragedies.  In my senior year alone, we were the only school that didn't lose a student.  The only one.  Since I've graduated, we've made up for that fact....

In 2004, my very dear friend Brandon died from complications with his diabetes.  Just a year later, almost to the day, my life long friend Bradley died in a car accident.  In 2005, Brett died in Iraq where he was serving as a Marine, something he had wanted to be his whole life.  And now, today, I've learned that someone I've known my whole life killed himself. I hate the fact that I go back to my hometown for funerals, but I'm so blessed that growing up in such a small town has built such a great support system for when these things happen. 

Tonight, I'm going to go to bed with a heavy heart, and with his family and friends in my thoughts and prayers.