It saddens me that someone so inspirational and helpful to so many has lost his life. Lost his life not in a tragic or accidental way. But in a ruthless manor that was cruel and unfair. So many people are losing their lives to the inconsideration of people who have access to dangerous weapons. These people used them as they will, firing shots at peoples bodies and in turn hurting the hearts of hundreds that knew them. It rips at me to see friends crying for their loss and crying myself when the pain of that bullet reaches me. When the pain of that knife slices my chest. When the glass cuts just right and we all lose a little of ourselves with each loss. It's so devastating that a person who only worked to inspire and help and heal and aid others in hard times has now lost his life. Her life. Their lives, in an effort to change the world.
Rest In Peace those who have willing given in sacrifice, seen only one option and taken their own, or had their lives forcibly stolen from them. I'm sorry the rest of us couldn't save you.
