
Late Friday afternoon, I had to call my best friend to tell her that one of her dear friends,
Micah, had overdosed and died the night before. How the hell was
I going to tell her this
over the phone? I had to be strong. For her. It was one of the most difficult things I have ever done. After I hung up with her, I was pretty numb. So this is what it's all about? Life. Death. And making the best of the in-between. I hope I'm ready for this. I guess I don't have a choice.
Rest peacefully, Micah Maddox. Rest peacefully.