Wow.
Today marks 24 years since Matthew Shepard died.
It remains difficult to write my thoughts about him every year, some of this is because I feel like I am being a bit repetitious, some of it is because I never quite know how to address my feelings about him every year.
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It’s not easy to pause and consider what Matthew Shepard means to me.
His murder remains a central memory in my life – one of those days/experiences that I can relive when I close my eyes.
One of three vivid moments in my life: Space Shuttle Challenger. Matthew Shepard’s Murder. September 11th.
This is a moment to dwell – even as I abhor dwelling in most other areas of my life. A moment where I am vaguely spiritual in my thinking – even as I am an active atheist.
His murder was nonsensical – but in being nonsensical, his life has incredible meaning. His memory is a force for good on this planet.
Rest in peace, Matthew. Matt.
R.I.P. Matthew “Matt” Wayne Shepard – *December 1, 1976; †October 12, 1998
For historical reference, see 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021 or any of the many times he’s been mentioned on my blog via a search for Matthew Shepard.
