Back Again

So i havent posted for 3 days, and i just noticed that i have 500 hits now, so sorry to those who come expecting to see a new post. But the last couple of days have been both bad and good. When i arrived home from school on friday, my mom told me about the plane crash Daniel and his dad were in, and she told me that Daniel had already died. I was in shock at first and didnt really know what to think. I mean he lived two blocks away from me my whole life, but just the thought that i'm never going to see him again was hard to comprehend. Growing up together and hangin out at his house, playing baseball and basketball together, and playing video games, and now i wont get to see him anymore. All of this started to hit me when i was laying in bed and thinking about the grief his family must be feeling. I started crying at the thought of a friend i had grown up with had died. About 6 o'clock rolled around and i was amzingly excited to hear that Daniel wasn't dead, however he was at UVA in critical condition along with his Dad. I mean, all of you reading this probably already knew about this stuff, but i was pretty pumped and thought that UVA could save his life. After hearing this, i went up and prayed for him, and then i called Ben's cell phone and left him a message about what had happened and said that the baseball team should play for Daniel on that night, and indeed they did. That night i went to the HHS vs TA baseball game, and we pulled out a win after a great contest. After i got home at 11 with my friends, the news came over the TV that Daniel had died around 8:30. It was pretty rough, but i tried not to think too hard about it while i hang out with my friends. We played poker until about 2:30, the next day we went over to JMU to play basketball until about 4 PM. The next morning before we went to free physicals, we heard that Daniel's father, Richard Dunn had also passed away earlier that morning. Things continued to go from good to bad. After getting about four hours of sleep and going to physicals, i went and played ultimate frisbee, and once again, i got down when i walked past the Dunn's house on the way up to the church to play. Saturday night we played poker over at Mr. Moffetts, which was a great time and i came out with an extra 20 bucks. Sunday i had early church and i had to ring, and i felt pretty akward having cornrows at an almost all white Presbyterian Church. Since i didnt get to sleep much that weekend, i went home and took a quick nap before going to a baseball event and then back to church for choir practice. That was an early night after mowing the grass i got to bed at a resonable hour. Monday morning, i had to walk into the class that i shared with Daniel every morning. This once again made things go not so great again, but having a counsoler there and all of us talking about it made it easier, and we wrote a sympathy card to the Dunn's. The day got a lot better about 2 hours later when i got out of school at 12:45 to go to the girls tennis match instead of gym class. That was good, and then i didnt really do anything that night. And that is a sum up of the last couple of days, and oh yea, we won in girls tennis, boys tennis, and best of all we beat Waynesboro in boys soccer. As i said, it has been a couple good and bad days, but i now have more value for life, and realize that we all take life for granted and we shouldn't, because you never know what will be your last day. We will all miss you Daniel and Mr. Dunn, but you were both strong in faith and i know your having a great time up in heaven together. Please pray for Maddie and Mrs. Dunn to help them get through this.