Thursday, September 6, 2007

Death....

The past week or so.......
I have never come......
(OH LORD! Even english escapes me.
Ill just write as it comes)
In the past two weeks ive come to fully experience and see the effects of losing a loved one in your family for i have been very fortunate since no close person to me has gone to meet his/her maker, the closest being my great grandmother( rest her soul) who died at the ripe old age of 90. Unfortunately we wernt that close due to the language barrier, i cant quite claim competency in my native mother tounge(sad to say) but im learning albeit slowly.

Now where was i, oh yeah death....

A very close frend of my father got a stroke one fateful morning a three weeks ago and died a week later, the look on my fathers face, id like never to see again. the look of utter shock, horror, dismay, sorrow all rolled up into one. People who know me claim that i show little emotion if any at all in my facial expression but im sure that must have changed when i got to meet the diseaced family, his children, my friends. That toutched me somewhere ive never been toutched, deep deep sorrow. Placing myself in their shoes.......

i would not even want to imagine!

To crown it all up barely three days after his burial, i learnt that a friends dad had just passed away after being involved in a road accident!

I have viewed death as a foreign concept for a long time now, but i have definately been shocked to reality. What is our puropse on earth? What the *^&^ are we here to do? Have i accomplished what i should have done?

You know what! Ive come to the conclusion i should enjoy life a bit more, stop to smell the roses, to tell that chick ive been eyeing for forever that im practically in love with her, travel the world, meet new people, do something crazy, hug my Mom once in a while, and say thank you to Daddy every so often, call up an old buddy and treat him/her out to lunch, diner or even a good night out cuz you never know when a clot will form and choke your brain or a narrow minded Kenyan matatu driver will escape a pote hole or come barelling down you lane in search of that elusive "Kerucy" and end up squandering your priceless life in the process!

God please rest those two hard working gentlemen in eternal peace, and help their familes pull through this extremely dark and fog filled part of their lives.


Letter to my unborn child - 2pac

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