I just recently found out that Jerome Brannigan passed away at the beginning of the summer...
Last semester he sat behind me in my Approaches to Lit. class. I never really talked to him. I worked with him on class activities a few times, but I never really knew him. It's just kind of eerie to me.
It makes me wish that I could have known him. I should have turned around and sparked conversations with him, but I didn't. I could have been great friends with, but I wasn't. I could have helped make the last days of his life filled with joy and laughter...but instead we worked treacherously on our final paper.
Jerome's passing has made death a lot more real to me. It can happen any time. Anywhere. To anyone. It could happen to your best friend, the person you love most, or to the person who sat behind you in class last semester...
I've just began to realize that I need to take life more seriously and I need to live it to the fullest that I can.
I wish that everyone could realize how important and special life is..
...But if we lived like it was going to end tomorrow, we'd probably all be gone today right?
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I understand what you are saying i feel like that too.Sometime people Don't understand that we are not promise tomorrow.That we should treat everyone like we will never see them again. If people were to do that i think the world would be a better place.
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