We all have friends.

Then we have our close circle of friends.

Then you have friends that are closer than family.

I have two "sisters" that are so dear to me. It was funny when I found out that they were connected. The one's daughter had been living with the other's nephew and had his baby, although they had broken up before I met eithr. In an area as large as Ft. Lauderdale, it's somewhat ironic.

That is what makes this hurt even more ... I hurt for two "sisters".

The young man overdosed Friday night. He was 26 years old. His father had died in a work related accident at age 26 when the boy was just a toddler. Even more odd is that Friday was his parents' anniversary.

First thought was suicide, but the man had been battling a drug problem for several years. He and his girlfriend had had a fight and so he mixed himself a cocktail. It was coming, but the timing is just ... sureal. He leaves behind a son, being raised by the mother, and a daughter, who his parents adopted and are raising as their own.

Now comes the selfish part. While I hurt for my "sisters", I fear for my own nephew. This makes the possible future of my nephew ... sureal ...

Peace Out,

~*~*~Krystal~*~*~