You know that getting a phone call late at night is never really a good thing.

Throughout life, we tend to think that our parents are invincible + that they will always be around forever. We think they will be there to witness every life-changing event whether it's when we make achievements in our careers, when we make that commitment to move to a new + exciting city, eventually get married, have our own children, or even watch our children have children of their own. Unfortunately, the nature of being human is to be born onto the earth + later pass on into the soil. Each + every one of us—with our own individual lengths of thread—go about our daily lives never knowing exactly when that delicate thread will be cut short.

Yesterday, my dear close friends' father abruptly passed away. Apparently, he has been dealing with some sort of sickness* for quite awhile, but sometime in the mid-afternoon he had a heart attack, was rushed to the hospital, + was pronounced dead. It was so unexpected + unbelievable. I am still in shock of the fact that he is no longer with us. It just hits too close to home. My eyes well up whenever I think about him being gone + about all the grief my friends + their family are currently undertaking for their significant loss. I cannot even begin to imagine the amount of sorrow filling their hearts at this time.

Last night, I had a dream that my friend sent me a text message revealing that it was not her father that had passed, but in fact it was an uncle of hers that had lost his life. I woke up sad, but regrettably relieved that it was not her father who died.

Then, after realizing it was only a dream, I began to feel the sadness overcome me once more.


Be in peace, Uncle Angel.
{ 1952 - 2009 }


My prayers are filling up the heavens for you guys...


*EDITED:
The sickness he had been dealing with was congestive heart failure, shortness of breath, then finally his heart just gave way. This was his second heart attack. :(