Time? What of it?

All of us take life for granted. No one knows when we're not going to wake up the next day. Today Davie High lost Mr.Beiter, one of our history teachers. Honestly, I don't know him well, but from the few times I've talked to him, he always was joking around and in good spirits. It's going to be hard to walk through G building on Monday morning. I lift my prayers to all of the track teams and his family. He made an impact on so many young people's lives. Last year one of the graduation speeches was on how he teaches his students (whether track or in class) to be the pacemakers in the world.

I started thinking about losing my teachers. God. I'd be a disaster if I lost Jimeson or Wogatzke. I can't imagine how that would feel. I got choked up earlier when I was talking to Ward. I can't imagine life without that boy. There's no one else that makes me happier.

I've learned that you never know when you will say goodbye to someone you love. You don't want to remember your last words being "I hate you" or "Go die." I honestly am so thankful for everything God has given me. There's nothing we can do but praise him for letting us live through another day with the people we love. It's so sad to watch part of your life go away.

Mr.Beiter was part of the DHS family. That school is filled with some of the most wonderful people you will ever meet. I was lucky enough to meet Beiter and he always put a smile on my face. I know he meant the world to my friend Anna. I lift my heart out to her and everything shed does. I know she'll run and make him so proud. She'll be the reason he's smiling down on earth. I pray that she keeps strong through everything. I know he meant so much to so many of the people I know. I lift them up and I know they'll stay strong and always remember the good times they had.

We aren't guaranteed tomorrow. I'm thankful for every day that I wake up and I'm me.




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