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If Life Was Fair

If life was fair, everyone would achieve their goals. No one would live an unfulfilled life.

If life was fair, no one would know the harshness of abandonment. No one would feel unloved or unappreciated.

If life was fair, all travelers would return home to the waiting arms of their loved ones. Soldiers wouldn’t be needed because there would be no wars.

If life was fair, no one would die before their time.

Unfortunately, many people have felt the pain of a life lost too soon. It could be a family member who fought against illness and lost or a friend who was taken by a tragic accident.

The loss is never felt by just one person. The loss is felt by everyone who has ever been blessed to meet them in their short life.

If life was fair, you would still be alive. You would have returned home from your travels like you always said you would.

While you may be gone at the tender age of 26, I was blessed to have known you for the short time that I did. I may have only known you for a few months during Katimavik, but those months changed my life.

We may have been complete opposites, but you taught me so much. Your outgoing, rambunctious life clashed with my polished image and showed me that perfection isn’t everything. You taught me that life is full of imperfections that need to be enjoyed.

I was terrified of anything that I deemed inappropriate, including your not so inappropriate touching. But you continued to push my boundaries and I am better for it. You taught me that lines were meant to be crossed and life was meant to be lived.

While we haven’t spoken in awhile, I have never forgotten you or your insatiable urge to travel. I hope that in death, you have finally found your way back home and that your spirit is at rest.

So I raise to you the parting glass. For you have risen to take your leave, not with a tear but with a joyful wish to live life to the fullest.