We all react differently to death.
Shock. I went to the funeral…not many people were there.
Grief. I knew him when he was young…he was the nicest guy I knew.
Sadness. I hadn’t spoken to him in a few years…I don’t know why we drifted apart.
Denial. I don’t believe it…it can’t be true.
We mourn in our own ways. But as a community.
We heal past wounds.
Forgive those we had not. Humble ourselves.
Death reminds us how to be human. To need one another.
There are some things you just don’t do.
Never tell someone without making sure they are safe. Never at night.
If there’s a memorial, you go. It doesn’t matter how well you knew them. When you last spoke.
We show up for each other.
We don’t have life insurance, we have each other.
We mourn as a community.
As a community. One less.
RIP my friend