I sometimes wish I was dead or someone was especially my siblings but I know that when they do I'll probably cry my eyes out and cowering in the corner asking and hoping they'll come back. I realize that I couldn't live without them no matter how I hate them.
One of my friends just lost his brother in a tragic accident and I remember him telling me how annoying he was but no matter what they would still be brothers. It must be tragic for him; only God knows what he's thinking about on the flight back here.
There's no doubt that we hate our siblings to an extent but we'll miss them so much if we were to lose them. Every parent would never want their child to go before them. God knows how my parents would react if any of us were gone.
After I lost her I never thought that anything else could upset me then this happens and I couldn't fathom the fact that I would cry for someone I used to know when I was a child. Nothing could be more heartbreaking than when I lost her but I was wrong.
My prayers are with you and your family my friend. May Marc rest in peace wherever he is.
Marc will always be in our memories.

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