A matter of life and death
Today I got a call from my mom about the death of a friend's mom. After I got off the phone with her, I phoned the best friend who confirmed the bad news. So after Pride I jetted over the the EP.
I guess it was sudden. It just goes to show that you never know what's gonna happen. I mean, I could go to sleep right now and not wake up in the morning. It's a very depressing and cynical thought, albeight truthful.
I've never been one to cry at funerals or weddings. I didn't even cry at Nana's funeral, and that was the death that hit me the hardest. Come to think of it, I don't think it has hit me yet and she died in February. That woman was incredible and she loved without discrimination. She loved me regardless of my blood, and more importantly, she loved my sister and her family like her own. I still can't accept that she won't be at my graduation or wedding.
But I think that this sudden death made me think about a lot of things. I think someone's death is more of an awakening of your own mortality; like I have to come to grips that some day my friends, parents, nieces, everybody, will die. And it might be tomorrow, next week, this year. I think that's why people cry at funerals. I mean, look at the people around you. Someday, they will be dead and you will be at the funeral. You'll wear black, pay your last respects, and wonder who's next.
Someday, Issac is going to be dead. And I will cry. Hell, I'm crying now just thinking about it. My best friend in the world, Jen, will die. My mother and father will be dead. Abby will die. God, Abby is gonna die some day. The little girl who gave me back my life will one day stop breathing and cease to live.
This is my cry to everyone around me; live to the fullest, because one day you will stop living. Tell everyone around you how much you love them. Don't keep any of your feelings bottled up. Scream if you have to. I wish I could have called up my Nana and told her everyday how special she was. I just hope she knew.
I guess it was sudden. It just goes to show that you never know what's gonna happen. I mean, I could go to sleep right now and not wake up in the morning. It's a very depressing and cynical thought, albeight truthful.
I've never been one to cry at funerals or weddings. I didn't even cry at Nana's funeral, and that was the death that hit me the hardest. Come to think of it, I don't think it has hit me yet and she died in February. That woman was incredible and she loved without discrimination. She loved me regardless of my blood, and more importantly, she loved my sister and her family like her own. I still can't accept that she won't be at my graduation or wedding.
But I think that this sudden death made me think about a lot of things. I think someone's death is more of an awakening of your own mortality; like I have to come to grips that some day my friends, parents, nieces, everybody, will die. And it might be tomorrow, next week, this year. I think that's why people cry at funerals. I mean, look at the people around you. Someday, they will be dead and you will be at the funeral. You'll wear black, pay your last respects, and wonder who's next.
Someday, Issac is going to be dead. And I will cry. Hell, I'm crying now just thinking about it. My best friend in the world, Jen, will die. My mother and father will be dead. Abby will die. God, Abby is gonna die some day. The little girl who gave me back my life will one day stop breathing and cease to live.
This is my cry to everyone around me; live to the fullest, because one day you will stop living. Tell everyone around you how much you love them. Don't keep any of your feelings bottled up. Scream if you have to. I wish I could have called up my Nana and told her everyday how special she was. I just hope she knew.