Losing a close friend too early is something that no one should ever have to experience. It washes over you like an ice cold wave that instantly numbs your whole body. Once that wave recedes, you’re left with a multitude of emotions you refuse to accept. You get angry at the world or at your friend for disappearing, but then you get angry at yourself for ever thinking such an awful thing about someone you loved. You feel helpless. You think, “If only I had done this thing or that thing, I could’ve helped,” even though there really was nothing you could’ve done. Then there is a persistent and overwhelming sadness that will always be there. It’s totally normal to have, and it eventually morphs into a warm contentment, because you did have all that time with them. You can open a photo album and remember when the photos were taken. You can know that whatever happens, the stories you shared with that friend will always be with you.