The funeral for Dustin was today. It was a Catholic service and I had the honor to be a server at his funeral. It broke my heart watching some of my guy friends carry their best friend's coffin out of the hearse. I tried so hard not to cry as I carried the tall wooden cross down the aisle with Dustin and his family following me. It was really hard. From my seat at the alter I could see everyone in the church. I could see everyone's faces as well. So many sad faces filled those church pews. The service was about an hour and a half long. Finally toward the end the priest invited people to come up and speak about Dustin. Then my best friend stood up and walked to the podium. I didn't know if she could make it or not but she spoke of fond memories and made it through ok. I was proud of her. Several others spoke of Dustin and his amazing personality and heart. I was so sad that his girlfriend couldn't be there. She is taking it super hard. It was young love but it was a very strong love. My mom, brother, and myself followed the hearse down to the cemetery. I stood amongst the crowd of people and I just stared at his blue coffin. The priest said his final blessing and it was over. I was given an orange carnation. Orange was is favorite color. I also got an orange rose as well. I hugged my best friend and her parents and moved on to my other guy friend. Him and Dustin minus well been brothers. I gave him a hug and we stayed like that for awhile. Today was probably the hardest day of my life.