One Thing I Would Change

If I had to choose something from my past to change it would be the death of my cousin Cody. At the time of his death we were both only thirteen years old, so it had a great impact on me. Being so young I had this delusional preconceived notion that death was only for the old and the sick. His passing snapped me out of this . Seeing someone my own age laying in a casket scared me. I began to realize that just because I was young did not make me invincible. Death does not care about age. Changing his passing would have a favorable impact on my whole family. His death affected each of us in someway or another. For those who were close to Cody it tore them apart completely. I believe seeing him alive today would bring my family closer together once again, but sadly it is unrealistic to think that this tragedy could ever undo itself. I know this sounds cliché but I think everything happens for a reason.