Some people say only the good die young and that the rest of us who still have some dues to pay are given another chance to settle our accounts.
A friend of mine just passed away this morning.
Ever since my dad died, the passing of people I've always considered as friends and family shakes me up. Somebody's death always forces you to face your own mortality and to take stock of where I am. It puts the spotlight on the fact that time is short. It causes a lot of questions to come up.
When will my turn come? Am I ready to go? Am I prepared to face whatever higher power there is in the afterlife? Is there even an afterlife?
Who'll feed my goldfish?
(Sigh)... Sometimes, an encounter with Death, no matter how periphiral it is, is the only way to wake us up from the nightmares of life.
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