Location: Newport News, Virginia
Time: 8:30 p.m.
Description: My mom told me that our next door neighbor's son passed away yesterday afternoon. In my life, personally, I have never really experienced someone I know passing away so fast, here one day, and gone the next. It was always gradual. We weren't super close, but we always spoke to one another when we saw each other. What I'm even more surprised about is how I have been taking it. My mom told me last night, and I was distraught, but I regained my composure. Then today at work, I was saving face. It gradually developed into a sulking look that some of my coworkers noticed. It started to bother me early in the morning, and then trickled down into a severe depression, that I couldn't talk about. The reason I'm worried is because I am afraid of how I will react when someone even more close to me passes. But enough about that. He was a good person, and died at such a young age. It sucks that the last time I saw him, all I got to say was "hi". Wish I would have said more. My mom wanted me to go with her to a few places. We went to Trader Joe's, which I had never been to. The friendly staff made my day a little better, even though I was still hurt. We also went to a pet shop. I didn't know why she wanted to go. She told me when she hears about death or experiences death around her, something that comforts her, other than prayer, is getting fish for the fish tank or flowers to bring life around her. I need to find something like that to fill the sort of "void" I feel right now.
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