He was a great teammate, one of the hardest working on the field. Always had an encouraging word after a muffed play, always gave 100% and took the time to say hi to anyone he knew. Whether there were issues on the field or not, he always had a friendly "hey" for someone.
Since our move I hadn't really spoken with him. But this still hurts. He was so great. So kind. So YOUNG. It breaks my heart he won't get to live a full life. Won't find the love of his life. Won't get to be an uncle to his best friend's kid. Won't get to see his brother get older. Won't get married. Won't have kids of his own. Man, what a knife to the heart.
Death has a way of shaking out the cobwebs. Of helping us realize how temporary this time is for everyone. It helps us set priorities. So do that today. Let go of anything weighing you down. Love fiercely. Be kind. Help those you can. Text or call just to say hello. Reach out to that person you lost touch with if you want to reconnect. Be grateful for what you have. Don't worry about what you don't. Take a chance. Take a risk. Make the play. We only get once CHANCE. LOVE!