Thursday, August 28, 2008

Mortality

At the risk of seeming emo, one’s mortality is now being questioned in my circle. So much death this year--one, a friend a few months back; another, a colleague’s mother; and just yesterday, a close friend’s father. Except for the mother, it all happened so fast, without warning, they’re just lifeless. So sad, really. My friend and the dad just slept and didn’t wake up anymore. Are bangungots the in-thing cause of death right now? Sure, it’s easier to die without knowing that you’re about to: no pain, no pity, no live goodbyes…you’re just gone. But the hardest thing about leaving the human world is leaving your loved ones. I feel for their families who are now in the state of grieving.

I’ve always handled deaths well. Morbidity is not in my dictionary but I believe in being prepared if God decides to summon you back home. Besides, if I go, I would wanna see who would attend my internment--what everyone’s wearing, telling, sharing, gossiping…the good stuff. Who really cares and who’s there for the free coffee and industrial-sized cookies. Good times, right?

To Karen’s Mom and Zelle’s Dad, it’s cliché to say that you guys are now in a better place, but I believe you are…looking over your daughters from up above.

2 comments:

Kadz said...

it’s cliché to say that you guys are now in a better place, but I believe you are…looking over your daughters from up above.

..and son too. I lost my dad when I was in Grade 6. I know that he's in a better place as well.

timeenutlatte said...

Yeah, you mentioned that. Sorry. He's happy for sure.
On the lighter side, let's make like Melinda Gordon and ghost whisper! Hehehe.