Death

I don't like death. Even as inevitable as it is, I still don't like it. It is part of life in this redeemed state we are in, but I still don't like it. I heard that we don't like death because God actually made us to live eternally, and death wasn't part of the original created state He wanted for us. Either way, we are stuck with it, and last night my dear friend's Dad, Atilio, past on unexpectedly after a minor surgery. My friend is devastated, she loves her parents dearly. Her mom was always at her husband's side for over 55 years. They had that kind of relationship that you see in the movies (almost). And last night this loving wife went to sleep on an empty bed. Oh, that sucks my kids would say. As much as I don't like that expression, that's just how I feel. Sorry if I sound down, but I am. I'll be better tomorrow. By the way, I know my friend and her parents since we were 16 years old. They were like family to me.

Ignore any mis-spellings please, my spell check is not working anymore.