I went for a wake today. It was the wake of my mum's friend's husband. I went not because my mum told me to, but because I wanted to as this friend of hers was practically like a Godmother to me(last time). I was very shocked when I heard about his death. It seemed so unbelievable, a doting husband, a good father. Died because of an accident, of all places, in a toilet. He slipped and fell and hit his head, and I think had an internal hemorrhage. He was only 59, still had many more years to go, a happy marriage, a successful career, a good man. Sometimes you wonder why such things happen. But they do, of course.

Everything seemed so surreal. I only started tearing after we paid our respects and I saw his widow. She looked like she has aged alot suddenly, because of the grief. I didnt know what to say, I always never know what is appropriate to say. How are you seems too stupid a question to ask in such a context. I just hugged her and told her to be strong. And when she thanked me for coming, the tears just came, without warning.

How hard it is to lose a loved one.Though if you are a christian and knows that he is just being called upon to go back to the Lord. It doesnt make the pain any lesser. And I shudder to think I have to go through that pain one day. Its inevitable... How fragile life is. What's important is that you treasure each and every moment of it and live each day to the fullest. And always show your loved ones you care..