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Why do bad things happen to good people? Why do only the good die young? These are questions that have overtaken my mind for the past two weeks. Christopher Daniel Hasbrouck was one of my best friends that I’ve ever had in my life. He taught me how to be compassionate and caring about everyone. He loved, laughed, and lived his short life to the fullest, and for that, I hold him in the highest regard.

My heart now has a hole in it. I feel empty and depressed. Never have I felt so much sarrow. And the worst part of all of my pain is that I have to keep on going through life like everything is okay. Like everything is back to normal. It’s not. Chris is gone. My best friend isn’t coming back for me. I can’t send him a text telling him that i need him now more than ever. I can’t sit in his car, explaining what a bad week I just had. These are things that I would have done when he was around. He knows everything about me. All of my flaws and secrets, and yet, he chose to stick it out with me. But that’s just who Chris was. He never complained about being there for his friends or family. He did it because he loved us to his full capacity. And right now, I just wish that I could tell him that I love him back with my whole heart.

As I sat next to him in the hospital, grabbing his hand tightly, I kept telling him to open his big, brown eyes. I knew how much he hated to be touched, so I kept holding his hand, hoping that he would yell at me to let go, but he never did. He just laid there, quietly. Taking deep breaths, in and out. “Why Chris?” I asked God. I don’t know the answer to that question and I probably never will. All I know is that Chris left this earth fulfilling a purpose. He got to save a life by giving a 32 year-old man in Wisconsin the biggest heart I know. I know that Chris would have been proud to give up his life to save someone else, even if it was a complete stranger. He was a hero. He is my hero and I will forever love my best friend.