I’ve Been There, 2 Years Ago

Couple days ago a friend lost his father and we went to pay our condolence. He died at a young age of 56-year-old after a battle with cancer. The church was full of people, a sign that he was loved by so many. As we approached inside my stomach churned. Inside the church we saw his body laying down in a casket surrounded by flowers and even some drawings made by grandchildren. At first I hesitated whether I should see his face or not but then I bravely moved forward and saw him. He looked in peace as if he was sleeping. I said my prayer silently and moved on to give other people opportunity to say their prayers and goodbyes. ┬áInside where our friend and his family stood and received condolences, I couldn’t help it but sob right there and then. If not because I felt little bit silly sobbing in front of many people while I barely knew the deceased that I stopped crying. I find it somewhat weird since I didn’t know the father of our friend. But I knew that my crying was more because I felt what they were feeling, I’ve been on their shoes as well. It was exactly two years ago that I lost my father also from cancer at a young age of 51-year-old. Circumstances might be different but the lost is all the same. Indeed life is short, live it to the fullest and love and cherish those who love you.

For my father I wish again that you have found your peace like you’ve always wanted.

For our dear friend and his family sorry for your loss, our thoughts and prayers are with you.

One thought on “I’ve Been There, 2 Years Ago

  1. Anne

    I didn’t know that you also lost a parent. My father died almost two years ago, from cancer as well. My heart goes out to you and your friends! <3


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