I planned to stay at Mike’s memorial for 30 minutes, an hour max. I ended up being there for two and half hours. I don’t think I’ve ever cried so much in my life. 

I went there expecting closure but what I got was so much powerful. definitely wasn’t expecting that much introspection. I feel like a completely different person. I’m nowhere near done grieving yet, but I’ve also been given this amazing opportunity to become a better person and stop taking my life for granted.

as cliche as it sounds, I need to make the best of my life while I still have the chance. if I keep on dragging myself from day to day forcing myself to even get out bed, I’ll waste my entire life in the blink of an eye. Mike lived every day to its fullest, he was always so passionate and uplifting and giving 110% no matter what; I only wish I could’ve seen him for the inspiration he was earlier. you only live once, so why not make it the absolute best you can? why spend your precious time being depressed and unmotivated?

find what you’re passionate about and discover what makes you happy and immerse yourself in that completely.

and more importantly, make sure the people you love know you love them, because you never know when it’ll be too late to tell them. everyone deserves to know they’re loved, but too many don’t think they are. appreciate what you have and be appreciative of yourself. 

I’m going to stop now because I’m just rambling at this point. there are too many emotions going through my head for me to be able to word it all coherently.