RIP Shawn Baker
Today I said my good-bye's to one of the best guys I've ever known in my life. Shawn Baker, 17, died March 17, 2005 of a disease called Osteosarcoma. I've been to more than enough funerals in my life, but for some reason this ceremony was one of the hardest of I've ever tried to keep myself composed, besides my Mom's. I've lost a lot of people, so much in fact, that I fear becoming close with anyone, just because I know the pain in losing someone. I don't know how much more of this I can really stand. I've been to the Baker's everyday after school, and I have so much respect for them. Shawn found out he had knee cancer 3 months ago, went to therapy, and still found his love for the game was much more important. He was the kind of kid that was good at anything he decided to participate in. Instead of his parents making him stop, they let him do what he wanted, knowing the consequences. I don't know if I could do that, I admire them for it.
I don't know why, but I've been thinking about him a lot, and his whole situation. Eh, I dunno. I went to this with so much to write about and everything that's been racking my brain, but I know it would just offend/scare someone close to me, and I don't want to do that. I just wish there was someone to talk to, even my dad. I miss him a lot.