Michael was a very good friend of mine and though we lost touch after graduation I always knew that if he needed me or I needed him we had each other's backs. There are many more people in our class that were closer to him and for them I have a loss for words. Honestly if I'm feeling this lost without him I can't even imagine what the people that saw him everyday or spoke with him more often are feeling.
No one knows the pain someone is going through until all of a sudden we are crushed by an event such as this.
There are the five stages of grief. I'm still in stage one: denial. I want to believe he wanted to live but was taken away from us by someone who could commit this act. No matter how much I want this to be true, it is not. I don't know how long I'll be in this stage but it kills me inside to believe I didn't show him how much I loved him before he passed away. I wish I had one last chance to say I love you and you are amazing!
The world lost a wonderful soul on Monday and my world will never be the same. Michael McClendon will forever be in our hearts and minds.
