on death.

Today was a beautiful day, had some Chinese, played with some ladybugs and went to the mall. Oh Heather and Carmen, you guys make my life.

I realize its almost five, gross! That means I'm stuck in traffic for atleast an hour. I barely have any gas, so on the way home, it was windows rolled down and no acceleration that was too crazy. I'm driving down my street and I pass my cousin, only to find out my great uncle has died. I don't enjoy solemn news like this. This is all still very fresh. I didn't know he wasn't doing so well until last week, my mom has been gone a lot and come to find out she's been at his house. The last funeral I remember going to was June of 2004, my Papa's funeral. I hate to recall that day, it is still so fresh in my memory, he was like my second daddy, I loved him so much and now he was gone. 

Anytime anyone you vaguely know dies, its harsh. Its brutal, to think that they will never be seen in this lifetime again. My great uncle was fairly young, I'm thinking he was almost 60. And to think that he's not here anymore, wow. Sad. 

I'm not looking forward to going to the funeral, I don't like funerals at all. I know he's gone to heaven and has no more pain, but to think that his family won't see him again here, thats hard.

Today has been shaken by the inevitable... I can only imagine those who have no hope deal with such a tragic occurrence.