
As many of you know, today is a very important date in Plain City. Today marks one year of the passing of my classmate, and friend, Blake Li. Now, before I start I just want to clarify some things.
1. No, me and Blake were not best friends. Yes, we were friends.
2. We were closest in Jr. high but when high school started we did drift apart.
3. None of these facts make this situation easier on anyone. So going out and complaining about the way people are mourning/dealing with a situation, no matter how close they were to Blake, doesn't help anybody. Please, realize this situation was hard on everyone.
Not only did we lose Blake we also lost Ethan on February 8th, 2015. Everything about this story breaks my heart and it's something I don't really like talking about. Writing about things always makes me feel better though, so I'll write about it.
In junior high Autumn and I always hung out with Blake and Justice. We honestly were only friends with those boys. I don't think either of us had a full conversation with anyone else our entire 7th grade year. We didn't have a problem with it though, they were great. Everything that came out of their mouths was slightly offensive and absolutely hilarious. Once we got to high school we did drift apart but he'd still make comments every once in a while about the over-sized sweatshirts I wore every. single. day. I mean, I still do that. I just miss him telling me I look like a bum every time he'd pass me. It's the little things like this that I look back on and miss the most.
"Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory" -Dr. Suess
Now Ethan and I had a very different relationship. This little bundle of joy was constantly calling me beautiful, asking me to prom, or just trying to make me smile any way he could. He spent so much time trying to make sure that others were happy he never even considered his own mental health. My personal favorite memory of Ethan was when he asked me to prom. He was in 8th grade and I was a sophomore (How's that work??). He wrote "prom?" on a post it note he found and gave it to me along with a silly band elephant he'd found on the floor of the bus. Ethan always had a smile on his face and reached out to anyone who didn't. The world needs more people like him.
"I think the saddest people try their hardest to make people happy because they know what it's like to feel absolutely worthless and they don't want anyone else to feel like that" -Robin Williams
Sons, athletes, friends, goofballs, students. There's so many words I can use to describe these boys, but they were, and still are, so much more. Blake wasn't just a phenomenal catcher. Ethan wasn't just a class clown. I could spend hours writing pages just on these boys alone and I guarantee you still will not get how special both of these boys were. They left such an impact on me and on this community and I know for a fact that's something that'll never change.
When big things happen in this tiny town, we become a family. We support each other. Although my heart hurts along with many others I know that we've grown closer from these tragedies. It's really hard to fully grasp what exactly JAHS students and staff, the families, and the community went through this time last year unless you actually went through it. Talking about difficult things has definitely never been my forte, but now maybe some of you can see the situation through my eyes.
Blake and Ethan; we love and miss you. Fly high.