The Death Of My Cousin

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March 4th, 2015 at 3:20pm a junior at Blue Valley Northwest high school named Blake Rohrer was killed in a single vehicle accident after a heated fight with his girlfriend. In that instant hundreds of lives were changed. Quickly news reporters had a chopper over the crash site with cameras and it wasn’t long until this individuals friends heard the news though most of his family still didn’t know what happened. It was 8:00 when I got the news, after being told I broke down. That night I ended up spending about an hour at my grandparents helping make calls to let people know and to be there with my grandma. Meanwhile my grandpa was in a different state delivering birds to a farm he supply’s, that night I was not only mourning the death of my cousin but was also worried about my grandpa who had to drive home after finding out the news. I only slept about an hour. In the months following my life has changed drastically, the first few months it was missing my cousin and imagining what it would be like to see him again. But in the last few months has been remembering the times I had with my cousin and realizing how lucky I was to know him. I also had trouble driving in my car as I was worried and sometimes started shaking when I was thinking about him and this still affects me today as though I don’t shake I do drive much more carefully. The relationships between my parents, cousins, aunts and uncles, brother and sister-in-law were instantly strengthened we were all more united, and still are stronger than ever. Even before my cousin was killed he helped mold me into the person I am today, he was one of my first friends and will always be one of my closest. Blake was born on March twelfth nineteen ninety eight and I was born... ... middle of paper ... ...drives more careful and knows to never drive mad. He also showed a whole community how a single second can change so many people’s lives. Last Friday was the six month anniversary of Blake’s passing, that day I realized that I was being selfish for being sad over him. I decided that I no longer want to be sad and to only remember the good things, be happy about them because that is what Blake would want me to do. I also realized that maybe I didn’t lose Blake that day because he is always with my, maybe not physically but he is in everything I do and every decision I make. Though it may seem odd but I feel closer to Blake today than I have been for years. Blake has affected my life in so many different ways, more than I can count and I am extremely lucky to have him for the 16 years I did. “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened” Dr. Seuss.

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