Before I write about my trip to Missouri, I must write about my heavy heart.
This week has been a rough week for many people in my hometown. 7 years ago, when I was a freshman, there was a guy named Will was killed in a car accident. He was a twin. I didn't know them personally, but I know several people that knew him or were related to him.
His twin Adam was in a horrible accident on Friday and was taken off life support today and passed on. I cannot imagine the pain of losing a child, let alone TWINS 7 year apart. I'm speechless...and I don't even know them.
Then this morning we got a phone call at 7am from my uncle in Maryland. My cousin Andrew was in a horrible motorcycle accident this morning. He was the passenger and was wearing a helmet. The driver, however, wasn't and was killed.
My cousin is okay. No life-threatening injurys. He just broke 3 bones in his foot and tore up his knee really bad. My uncle says he looks like he was beaten because he is so black and blue.
My uncle and cousin were supposed to come to SC this weekend for the 4th of July.....and I haven't seen my cousin in 2 years because has been in the Air Force.
I'm just thankful that it's not my family planning a funeral. I feel so selfish saying that.
Hold the people you love close by and cherish every moment as if it were your last.