Facebook has been good for becoming reacquainted with people I was friends with in HS. It's been mild, it's interesting to see how some people's personality are still recognizable.
One friend from HS was
murdered in Boston in 1996. One of these friends posted a video he was in where he was being goofy and gay and sweet and it really hit me, more than in other situations, how that could have been me and what it would have been like to be chased by a crazy guy with a shotgun after seeing him blow someone else's head off.
I guess the reality is that life is painful, brutal, and short, and anything we get beyond that is a gift.