Sad day

It is already 8PM and I am just drafting my article for today. I have a lot of topics listed but for some unknown reasons I do not know why my brain is not cooperating.

Last night just before I went to sleep, I opened my Instagram because I know that there were some messages from my virtual friends. The first post that I saw was from my high school friend's sister. It was an edited collage photo of a newborn baby and a photo of his dad. At first I thought it was like a photo of his dad while on video call so I when I read the caption, it was good and sad news as the same time. It was because an angel who was born and an angel who have joined our Creator. My friend's dad died a almost half an hour after the baby was born. My friend's sister also thanked her dad on her caption for keeping his promise of waiting for her to give birth.

Upon seeing the said post, I immediately messaged my friend and there I saw on my Facebook Messenger that my friend also messaged me past 9PM asking me if I already know what happened to our friend's dad. Before I replied to her, I sent my deepest condolences to my friend. I have known her dad since we were in grade school and he was really a jolly person. He loves his family so much and is also a God fearing person.

This afternoon, my friend who messaged me last night asked me if I have any details regarding the cause of death and the interment but sadly I have no idea. We know that our friend's dad had underwent an operation last May but we do not know the exact details or how it went. After an hour she messaged me about the details and she asked some of our friends if we can give flowers and she looked for some flowers. Almost all of the flowers were pretty that it was hard for us to choose. The most expensive flower arrangement that I liked was around Php8000 ($160). But ever since before when we would go to the cemetery, I have always been in love with white anthuriums. I also like the cross symbol flower arrangement that is made of Malaysian mums.

My friend replied to my message last night and even if she replied with my nickname and lots of sad emojis, I know how she felt. I just wanted to do teleport myself last night so I can hug her. Before I slept, I offered a prayer for her dad and a tear fell from my eye. I know that he is with our Creator and that he does not experience any pain anymore. I also offered a prayer to the family that he left behind. I know you do not know them but I hope you can say a short prayer for his soul and his family as well.

Hearing about deaths would always remind me that we really so not know how much time we have left. My mom's cousin did died because of cancer and I know that my friend's family may have expected the passing of his father since her sister stated in her caption that his dad promised that he will wait until she gives birth. Even if some people have expected the death of a person, there is still that grief. There are even some who takes a long time to move on after someone died. But what would you rather want? A person who easily moves on or a person who has a hard rime moving on? Was it a difficult question? Even I could not answer my own question but I think I would want the people left behind to move on right away because they still have some time to spend with the living though I do not want them to forget about me easily. Can you get what I am saying or is it slightly contradicting?

There is someone that I know who was saddened by her husband's death but was able to move on right away. Her husband spend a some time in the hospital and ahe said that she had cried out all her tears even before that is why during the burial, she did not cry at all. She was actually strong. Then there was someone who cried so hars during the untimely passing of her husband. It was evident that she was really grieving even after a week, a month or a year. She would cry and talk about her husband for more than a year. I think she was able to move on a little when she had her first grandson.

For me, death may be the hardest thing to face and accept. We may say that we are ready to die but it might change when we are already in the brink of death. And we find it hard to accept when someone died. Just this morning my dad remembered his friend's son who died early July because of COVID. He was few years older than me. My dad still cannot accept that he was gone as he was also like a son to my dad. Sometimes I wonder why the good ones die first. Anyway, I hope that tomorrow I will be back to my normal pandemic me. Lastly, don't forget to pray for our loved ones who have joined our Creator.

P.S. lead image is a photo of one of the new flowers that we have in our garden. A flower for all the departed souls.