Being four hours away has never been so hard for me. This time last year, I would have never thought that the Bootheel would ever take such a hard hit. We might be small, but we're strong. Now here we are, burying another person gone way to soon. Will we ever catch a break?

Let's face it, this summer was one for the books. I mean that in the worst way possible. From loosing loved ones to best friends, everyone was affected by this tragic time. For many of us, we saw moving back to school as a blessing. It would get us away from the terrible loophole that we were stuck in. Unfortunately, we have never been so wrong.

I might always complain about my small town, but so many people I love are still there. It kills me knowing that I am unable to go home when bad things happen. I would give anything to be there to support you guys in this time of need. That being said, we can get through this. If there was only one thing I learned from growing up down there, it would be that we can handle anything. It might be hard but we can get through it.

We are stronger than we look and feel. We have people that are always there for us. After every tough loss, I have been able to look around and see my friends are there for me and everyone else. We might keep taking one hit right after the other, but I promise we will come out on top. My thoughts and prayers are always with the Boot.

As I write this, I have had "You Should Be Here" by Cole Swindell on repeat. At times it feels as if this song was written for us. I personally know that it is the song choice of many in times like this. It is really used after the loss of a friend, which many of us are faced with right now.

Basically what this sappy, depressing article is saying is to stay strong. The bad times will eventually end and we will be reminded why we love the Bootheel. That being said, can everyone promise each other to stay safe and not put this town through more loss. I think it's safe to say we have reached our capacity for now. Don't take your loved ones for granted and spend plenty of time doing stupid things with your friends. You never know when in a split instant you could lose them. Count your blessings and keep those that aren't as lucky in your thoughts. Come together as a community to honor those we have lost.

I would like to end my article doing something a little different than usual. Generally when I write it is for myself. However, this article is for the ones we lost. I won't include their names but we all know who they are. Every single one of them has impacted my life in some way and I am forever grateful of that. I miss you all dearly. Just saying, the Bootheel has the best guardian angels we could ask for.