Tonight marks the anniversary of my cousin, Ashley's, death. He was killed outside of a nightclub last year after a fight broke out. I have been thinking about him and my family a lot today. I know they are all struggling as they try to move forward with life.I was looking at his Facebook page earlier today. It shows what a good friend he was and how much he was loved by the number of people who still post messages to his wall, telling him stories of their life and remembering good times they had with him. I scrolled back through all the messages today, right up to the very last post that he made himself. It was on the day of his death, and he asked who was going to the concert that night. It would be just 7 hours after that post that he would die.
I scrolled back farther and stopped on a post that he made on December 19 of last year. He wrote: "