“How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?”
Carson McCullers, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
For two weeks now I have been struggling with the loss of a friend and colleague. It has not been very easy to say the least. The only word ideal for this situation is surreal. One moment you are alive, and the other your family is being told that you passed away. Death comes so silently and when it gets to us, it is already too late. You do not hear, smell or feel it coming. It is a wave that comes ashore and leaves pain behind. There is no way to predict such thing. Although it is known to us that one day we may pass away, nobody knows how to prepare for it and the next phase. It is not fear that we have, it is sorrow for all the people that will be left here.
There were so many happy moments we share, and laughs that will forever echo in the mind and heart. What about those plans that will never get to be achieve? Where do those plans go? Plans for better life, better career, better society. How can you cope with death of someone who was an active member of the community, always thriving to do the best for everyone? How will his family manage without its sole provider? I cannot start to imagine how his family is feeling at the moment. There is no way to express such loss of a loved one. The empty space will stay for what it seems to be eternity. The only consolation they will have is the moments shared for many years and, thanks to technology, can be relived in video, photos and audio. He will forever be alive with that radiant smile in his face inside the hearts of loved ones. May he travel to the highest skies to join the Highest Being, Jehovah.
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