Life and Death
Yesterday I learned that a cousin of mine had died.
He was just a year younger than me and the second of three sons of my godmother.
I hadn't seen him in years, but it came as quite a shock, not only because we were friends when we were kids, but also because I love my godmother dearly and I can't imaging what this must feel like for her.
She called me back today and told me that he died last Saturday.
He was on his way home from "Schützenfest" in the middle of the night, pretty drunk probably and when he was almost home a taxi hit him at high speed. He died after several reanimations in the hospital.
When we were small kids we used to play make-believe, where he was Adam prince of Eternia and I was his sister Adora on a visit home and we fought of the powers of evil together.
When we were older we used to play Pacman for hours on his still functioning C64.
I know that he was neither the little boy nor the teenager I knew, when he died, but those are my most intense memories of him.
I will miss him.
He was just a year younger than me and the second of three sons of my godmother.
I hadn't seen him in years, but it came as quite a shock, not only because we were friends when we were kids, but also because I love my godmother dearly and I can't imaging what this must feel like for her.
She called me back today and told me that he died last Saturday.
He was on his way home from "Schützenfest" in the middle of the night, pretty drunk probably and when he was almost home a taxi hit him at high speed. He died after several reanimations in the hospital.
When we were small kids we used to play make-believe, where he was Adam prince of Eternia and I was his sister Adora on a visit home and we fought of the powers of evil together.
When we were older we used to play Pacman for hours on his still functioning C64.
I know that he was neither the little boy nor the teenager I knew, when he died, but those are my most intense memories of him.
I will miss him.