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At one point or another life throws you a curveball. Whether it be a breakup, a fight with a friend, or a tragedy it has or will happen to everyone. When it does it’s as if the world has fallen out from under you, you cannot catch your breath, and it stops you in a moment. Where do you go from here? How do you escape? To the people who love you unconditionally and forever. The people who you will never lose in a fight, break up with, and know more about you then any other person in the world, your family.
It was early in the morning of March 10th 2007 and 4 days shy of her 17th birthday. I was woken up gently by a tearful mother and told that my best friend had died in a drunken driving accident after a party, a party I was at but I had to leave because I had a game the next day. I cried myself back to sleep for several days without eating, playing soccer, which is a huge part of who I am, and talking to anyone. I should have been with her, could I have stopped her from getting in the car or would I have even perhaps been in the car with her? I was angry and confused and shut my whole world out and although many people let me, my family did not. They were there for me from start to finish and brought me back to life. Without them I feel as though I could have been lost forever but now, although I still mourn, I can celebrate her life and still be capable of living mine.
I believe in all that family stands for, unconditional love, irreplaceable support system, and dependable.