Today, I received some horrible news. My friend Josh died. Today would have been his 28th birthday.
Josh was one of the first friends I made when I went to college. At the time his girlfriend was still living in Michigan while we were in Minnesota. There wasn't a lot of stuff to do in the middle of nowhere so we played Dungeons and Dragons and participated in our college's Renaissance Faire. I remember him excitedly showing me the engagement ring he had bought for his girlfriend. I think I might have been the first non-family member to see it. We would chat about lots of things. He was like the brother I never had.
His girlfriend turned fiancee moved to our small town to be closer to him. We became friends as well. They got married soon after and I was at their house almost every weekend. They were there for me when my father died and when I had problems related to that. I stayed with them while I student taught. We had a lot of fun together.
I kept in contact with them over Facebook when I moved to Texas. Their daughter is only a few months younger than my oldest.
The saddest part is that he took his own life.
I am still in shock right now. I won't be able to make it up for the funeral. His life is in God's hands now. I am deeply saddened for the wife and daughter he left behind.
"Surely he hath bourne our griefs and carried our sorrows."