When going through hell, keep going

Hell is what I have been going through since Monday October 31. Halloween brought tragic news in the morning. The morning after an amazing GA/FL, I was woken up by my phone. First my doctor wanted to reschedule the appointment we had for that day. Great now I had to drive through ATL traffic on a Friday 5 o' clock, but much worse news was to come. Through a high school friend, I was informed that my favorite, sarcastic life long coach had been killed in a car accident early that morning. Something inside of me went numb. Coach Conway was so young. I still remembered his wedding. How could he be dead? He was my coach. The reason I was in love with defense and the history of football. He was involved in 90% of my best high school memories. Why was this wonderful person dead before he turned 35?
I went numb after the tragic event. I just had no idea what to do. My momma suggested a letter to the wife and son he left behind. I have yet to bring myself to make one of my favorite high school teachers and her son cry. I just so far have yet to be able to accept the death of my beloved coach. It just doesn't make sense how someone with so much passion for life could die. He was avoiding deer. Three of them to be exact. He died so that three deer could live. How many people would give their life for deer? Why do wonderful people go long before they are due?
Speaking of death, I have yet to give up on my baby girl. God hope my parents if they ever go into a coma. She did not look good when I saw her. Angel made her best efforts to make me happy. She ate and drank what I gave her and even came into the room of the little general to be with me. All of that still did not make her better. She was so small; she was literally a skeleton. I felt every knob in her spine and even the bones in her face. She is suffering, but fighting. I just cant stand to kill the fight in someone who wants life so badly. I know it sounds cruel, but I want to give her every chance and day she has. If she is fighting for life, why shouldn't I fight with her?
So much death and despair has marred me lately. I have had a difficult time getting up and facing the awful world. I even found a story today that would have been incredible with a little more research. I just could not bring myself to cover a murder. No 19 year old should be shot in the head. What psycho path takes out someone in their prime? It does not make sense. Murder is so senseless. Deaths always come in threes. To the gods, please let those be the three. No one else needs to die. Life is too good to be taken away so soon. Winston Churchill said it best,"When going through hell, keep going." Light and life is awaiting; don't give up. Never give up on anything.