On president’s day, it will be officially one year since my grandfather passed away.
Today I found out that a guy I went to high school with (he was in my lit class when I was a junior) committed suicide last week. I didn’t know him that well, but that hit me like a ton of bricks. I can’t imagine what could have possibly gone so wrong in his life that he felt he had no choice but to end it.
My heart goes out to the Shekles family.