The suicide of my best friend, Rob, rocked me. Throughout the next year, I would have to learn how to lead myself and my family when things seemed the most bleak. At this time I felt as if I were alone. I never blamed God, or thought He was no longer good, but I did have many questions that I felt that I needed answers to. I have yet to fully understand what good could come from this type of an event, but learned that God was there always. As an unfortunate side effect, I became more equipped to help lead others through sudden traumatic loss, a burden I hope I never have to walk through again.