The Beauty of Life is Simply Amazing...: On a Cold February Night...

I was on my way to the movies on a cold February night, when I received a phone call from my mom to come home. Her voice was shaking, her words were stern, and sounded like she had been crying. To be honest I had no idea what to think, other that I whipped my car around and speeded to home. My mind was racing on all the possibilities that it could be. I was just home, how could something happen so quick? She wasn't crying when I was home, what could be wrong. Did she get hurt? At the same time i was thinking something was wrong with my brother, grandparents, dad...

As I pulled into my driveway I noticed a few vehicles that weren't ours. I was scared, nervous, and felt my heart sink. As I quickly tore my seat belt off, opened the door, and sprinted to my house I could see people gathering in the kitchen hugging my mom. At that moment I thought to myself do I really want to go inside? I stood and stared at the hurting faces and realized what has life thrown at us now. Before I even new what was going on i knew it was bad. You could see it with every hug, every tear, every move and most of all everyones expressions. I walked into the house and noticed tears, tired and hurtful eyes, and Kleenex's in their hands. The mood was still and everyone stared at me with those glazed over crying eyes and my mom walked over sobbing and hugged me so tight and told me...

Joshua (my cousin) was in a bad snowmobiling accident and passed away instantly. The tried to save him but his injuries were to far advanced and there was no hope. He was with a group of his buddies along the Heartland trail in Walker, MN. Josh lost control of his snowmobile on a trial and crashed it into a tree. He was lodged into the trees and snapped his neck and was killed instantly. As his friends panically ran to a nearby house to call 911, he was already in gods hands. God is taking care of our Joshua and he is in safe place. The tears flooded my eyes, down my checks, and I sobbed into my mothers arms. She held me close, as I used her shoulder to cry on, and thought to myself I have never felt so much pain in my heart than the news of my cousins death...

As the days, weeks, months, and years went on the pain of his death is still there, but time has healed my heart to move on. I was full of hate towards the man up above. Why did this happen to our family? Why did he pick us for this to happen to? Why another family member? Rightfully so anyone would be asking these question and full of hate. If everything happens for a reason why did you have to take a man out of this world so young? My heart was hurting. My mind was full of questions. And most of all I missed my cousin dearly. It still hurts and will always hurt, and as I write this post the tears are rolling down my cheeks and splashing on the keyboard. But we need to remember the good times we had with him, the laughs, the giggles, the smiles, the jokes and the memories. Those are the things that can pull you back from this dreaded and saddened day. The day where were found out it was his last day on earth. But most of all we need to remember that he is in a better place. We will never forget you Josh and how amazing you were. The quote that is on his grave says it better than I can explain...