Yesterday morning. August 26, 2015 7:45am.
I decided to wake up after snoozing my alarm over and over again since around 6:15. I lazily made my way to the bathroom but it was occupied. I share my bathroom with my parents, you see. I went back to bed for a while then my dad told me he was done with the bathroom. I went in right away so I could be ready by 8:00am. I had just started to shower when my mom knocked on the door yelling something. I couldn't hear what she was saying through the sound of the shower so I assumed she wanted to use the bathroom as well and I just shouted back that I just started showering and that she could use the bathroom upstairs if she needed the bathroom. She left shortly after and I thought nothing of it. I continued to get ready for work.
August 26, 2015 8:00am.
I made my way up the stairs to our living room. Normal scene in our house at this time has my dad eating breakfast with my mom, and my sister and her husband would be in the guest room. Today, however, no one was were they usually were. Not even Anya, my other sister, was in her room getting ready for work! My brother-in-law was there though so I asked him what time we're leaving and he told me what happened.
My parents had gotten a call from my aunt that my Uncle Jimmy (dad's brother) just didn't wake up anymore. In a matter of minutes everyone in the house who could leave left right away to go to their house. Uncle Jimmy had just died and I had no idea. He wasn't even sick before it happened. He had a full day planned for yesterday but he just didn't wake up.
The news of his passing shocked me so much and I couldn't think anymore. My Uncle Jimmy, who seemed perfectly fine just days before just died.
It really reminded me that life is delicate and at a moment's notice, you could be called to the next life. Every time someone dies, this reminder is repeated over and over and over again. "You never know when you'll die," "Live like it's your last day on Earth," and "If it's your time to go, there's no negotiating with God." It's scary really but something we have to live with. We're all going to die. The time, circumstance and place, we don't know. The best we can do is be prepared everyday.
Don't forgo doing something tomorrow something you can do today. Tell the people close to you that you love them and appreciate them being in your life. Don't surround yourself with people whose company you don't enjoy. Have a bucket list? Start crossing things out of it.
Tomorrow is Uncle Jimmy's funeral. The thing about a loved one dying is, life for the rest of us goes on. I'll still expect to see my cousins and my aunt during our weekly family dinner but it will definitely be different without Uncle Jimmy. He and I have a running joke that we greet each other a happy birthday every time we meet. It probably started when he saw me wear a red shirt. Funny thing is, the only day he didn't greet me a happy birthday, was on my actual birthday. We had a good laugh about that.
Uncle Jim, I pray you'll rest in peace from now on. I know you're with Lolo, Lola and Uncle Eddie now. You may have left this life but you've been born into a new one, an eternal life. So I'll greet you one last time...
Happy Birthday, Uncle Jim.
It really reminded me that life is delicate and at a moment's notice, you could be called to the next life. Every time someone dies, this reminder is repeated over and over and over again. "You never know when you'll die," "Live like it's your last day on Earth," and "If it's your time to go, there's no negotiating with God." It's scary really but something we have to live with. We're all going to die. The time, circumstance and place, we don't know. The best we can do is be prepared everyday.
Don't forgo doing something tomorrow something you can do today. Tell the people close to you that you love them and appreciate them being in your life. Don't surround yourself with people whose company you don't enjoy. Have a bucket list? Start crossing things out of it.
Tomorrow is Uncle Jimmy's funeral. The thing about a loved one dying is, life for the rest of us goes on. I'll still expect to see my cousins and my aunt during our weekly family dinner but it will definitely be different without Uncle Jimmy. He and I have a running joke that we greet each other a happy birthday every time we meet. It probably started when he saw me wear a red shirt. Funny thing is, the only day he didn't greet me a happy birthday, was on my actual birthday. We had a good laugh about that.
Uncle Jim, I pray you'll rest in peace from now on. I know you're with Lolo, Lola and Uncle Eddie now. You may have left this life but you've been born into a new one, an eternal life. So I'll greet you one last time...
Happy Birthday, Uncle Jim.
