They say with time things become easier to handle but I am not so sure. I have never handled the loss of my best friend John Tripp seven years ago today very well. You would think after seven years that it would be easier to accept, but its not. He was 58 when I got the call of his passing from a heart attack. It was a call that numbed my body from head to toe. I was driving to Kansas City and don't remember much after that.