Ashes to Ashes, Dust to dust

Everything seems different, better yet strange and inexplicable. Someone you have known for a better part of your life has just passed away.

How do you interpret it? How do you relate to it? Is it like he/she travelled far away and won’t come back again? Or that they are in a better place and one sweet day you’ll see them: “Never had you imagined living without their smile, assuming they will always be there.”

At first you’ll feel like dying with them or crying your heart out. You can cry a river; it feels good…but for how long? And of what use is it? In time you’ll forget or assume to forget, but you’ll forever remember.

But dying with the person is absurd, since everyone is tied to their own destiny and life expectancy. You should only be grateful to God for making you be a part of their lives well spent: The beautiful moments shared together and the trying times too.

And also, you should emulate the person’s way if good, but if bad then ask the lord to make yours a better one. For we that are fortunate to be alive are not better off and we are not more righteous, it’s just the grace of God and his infinite mercies.

So let us “make hay while the sun shines”…