The hardest part about getting older? You want to go back to the places you felt safe. You want to see the faces of the people you loved so much, but you can’t. People pass away and they’re gone. That’s that. And there’s nothing you can do about it. It’s out of your control, and you have to accept it.
I didn’t know my little brother had a Minecraft server until one of his friends mentioned it at his funeral a few years back during a speech. His friend said that anytime the server would crash, my little brother would hop out of bed and hurry to get things running again. He loved Minecraft and I remember watching Herobrine videos with him when we were kids.
I admittingly only started playing Minecraft this year with friends. And sometimes I wonder if he were still alive, if we’d be playing together too.
We are here for only a moment. Life is short. Love each other.