In Eddie I Trust After about a week of non-stop sulking and bawling, I think now is my time to speak my part for WWE's beloved hombre. I keep thinking that he's still here, like he's meant to be. But he's not and it hurts. We've all lost something in his death, but we've all gained something too - we learn how precious life really is. Cherish the people you love and take care of them, and yourself. It should never have happened to such a man. It's just plain scary to think about and I still can't believe it... it makes me cry when I say aloud that Eddie Guerrero is dead. It's just not supposed to be true like it is... As I mentioned, I never realized how much I loved the man... why does that always happen at the worst time? Realization sucks sometimes, but I'm pouring my heart, soul and respect into his spirit right now. Just like everyone. I'm also trying really hard to be happy for the man... I don't think he'd want us all crying so much all the time... but for a little while, I'm afraid it's gonna have to be like this. Honestly, the last time a person's death affected me this badly was when my grandfather died...I even wore Eddie's Latino Heat hot sauce shirt last night to sleep, and I felt someway, somehow, that he was comforting me while I was hugging myself just thinking about him. I'm sure everyone's feeling and doing the same. I think it hurts because he was the kind of man you could look up to and see hope for anything and everything. And he was one of the best damn athletes in history, part of the family we call the wrestling family. As mentioned, we've lost a member of the family and it's certainly going to sting and cut real deep for a while now. I watched the opening clip for the Tribute on Raw, and I kept my word... I cried as soon as I saw their lifeless faces. And especially when I saw Chris Benoit... the man was absolutely destroyed and I almost felt what he felt just by looking at him... We're all doing our fair share to honor such a great man, I know we are. There're jerks around and I hate them for saying such cruel things about a man who was bigger than them all put together. He'd done so much to revive his life and it was all going so well, and now it's all over... I feel awful that it had to end this way. I think that's another thing that makes it hurt. For now, after the major grieving has passed, we're just going to have to smile and honor the memories we have of this man... this great man... we have to fight for his honor and conceal it along with the Latino Heat in our hearts, and wave goodbye to one of the greatest men in the history of everyone. It's time for him to sleep, and though it was much too early, we'll have to bid him goodnight... Godspeed, Eddie... 3