Death is a given in life.  We will all meet our inevitable end at some point.  So will those around us.  No matter how hard we love them, at some point, they will die and leave a horrible void in our hearts, or we will leave them with the same upon our own death.

My brother, and best friend, was killed years ago.  I miss him every moment of every day.  Most of my dreams still involve him, in some capacity.

I lost my husband as well as my best friend from grade school last year.

A few days ago, I lost a wonderful friend, who had spent much of his time cheerleading me through my worst battle with cancer to date.  He virtually held my hand through one of the worst years of my life and interjected as much positivity as he could.