Hi followers, I haven’t been in all week based on the fact that I am grieving the dead of someone close to me. I can openly say I have notice something about myself in the past few days. I am not the one to cry, well the one to cry out aloud for others to see me but I do cry. I would pass myself as a saber. On Sunday dad called to tell me that my cousin has dead.
Dad: morning you wake
Dad: you wake up long time or is me wake you
Me: I am awake for while what’s up
Dad: you hear say Aaron dead
Me: what? Deep sigh
Dad: let me call you back later with the full info
Me: ok later then
Now here comes another deep sigh, reflecting on our time. Ok let me put it on record I have been sick for a year and I can say without dough he is one of two that I have seen. Yes we are close; officially I can say one of the crazy (cool) one has passed on. I haven’t stopped to ask God why and I won’t there a time for every man sun the sun and then, there is the time to pass on. Yes I used the word crazy above and I will use it again, there are some crazy one in the family, as we fun loving, easy to deal with, respectful. We grow up in the days where morning and evening was a must even if you don’t know the person. You will be missed from being a dad, friend, family, then there are those who will miss you like a brother.
My dad said to me it is not wealth to not grieve, is it really as good as they say to let it out.