A sad day.
Today was sad and stressful. As cliche as this may sound, knowing someone has died makes you greatful for what you have. To be able to smile and laugh. To touch the ones you love, hear there for voice. It cannot be taken for granted bc in one quick moment, it can end.
Death makes me worried about the future and appreciate the present. It makes me want to touch Kia... to hold his hand. To watch him. Take in every single second so I never forget a single thing. Someone sat between us during the funeral. It was really hard knowing how sad he was and not being able to touch him. That is the thought that occupied my mind the most...
I'm sad over losing someone so great. Someone that touched so many people. Someone that touched me. Someone that made me laugh, someone who cared. I wasn't that close, so it's not so difficult. But what is difficult is how others must feel. His family... his wife, daughter and son must be devasted, yet they put on this facade to be strong for everyone else. Like Aleks said, people come to her for comfort. To see that his death was okay or at least that things will be okay. And she cannot mourn, not yet. And that is unfair and for that I am sorry.
Death is so difficult to deal with. No one close to Kia has ever died before. He told me he doesn't know what to do, he just feels empty. Those feelings are the ones that make my heart break. Seeing him cry. Seeing Aleks break down, that is what is hard. That is what hurts.
It surprises me how caring I can be or want to be. And that is a sad fact. I want to be there for her, for him. I want to make things okay. It is this fact that tells me I am not a horrible person, that I can be someone's friend.
And to Steven Dubov... you were an amazing man. One who touched souls through your singing. One who brought laughter to everyone you knew. One who remembered everything about you. One you cared. You were and will continue to be an excellent father. The kind of father I wish I had. You are the kind of man I wish all men could be. Thank you.
Death makes me worried about the future and appreciate the present. It makes me want to touch Kia... to hold his hand. To watch him. Take in every single second so I never forget a single thing. Someone sat between us during the funeral. It was really hard knowing how sad he was and not being able to touch him. That is the thought that occupied my mind the most...
I'm sad over losing someone so great. Someone that touched so many people. Someone that touched me. Someone that made me laugh, someone who cared. I wasn't that close, so it's not so difficult. But what is difficult is how others must feel. His family... his wife, daughter and son must be devasted, yet they put on this facade to be strong for everyone else. Like Aleks said, people come to her for comfort. To see that his death was okay or at least that things will be okay. And she cannot mourn, not yet. And that is unfair and for that I am sorry.
Death is so difficult to deal with. No one close to Kia has ever died before. He told me he doesn't know what to do, he just feels empty. Those feelings are the ones that make my heart break. Seeing him cry. Seeing Aleks break down, that is what is hard. That is what hurts.
It surprises me how caring I can be or want to be. And that is a sad fact. I want to be there for her, for him. I want to make things okay. It is this fact that tells me I am not a horrible person, that I can be someone's friend.
And to Steven Dubov... you were an amazing man. One who touched souls through your singing. One who brought laughter to everyone you knew. One who remembered everything about you. One you cared. You were and will continue to be an excellent father. The kind of father I wish I had. You are the kind of man I wish all men could be. Thank you.