Its over

And on the previous fateful thursday, i completed my MYEs in VJC. Ace-ing the exams would be a miracles, passing would be a relief.

Yet the greatest loss i had was on wednesday, when my youngest uncle passed away due to cancer after a long exhausting fight with the disease. He was 40 years old.
Its a sad loss to many of us, his relatives, friends, family... but one thing for sure, hes found his peace and his mortal suffering has ended.

I went to the wake for i have to be part of the rituals to be completed. Seeing his 3 children without their father anymore, my heart went to them. The oldest of the 3 is only primary 4 and the youngest, a lovely girl, is only a few years old. I doubt they even understood the entire funeral thing. Strangely enough, i cant find words to describe this bittersweet feeling.

Tears are not signs of weakness. God created us with emotions and allow us to feel. I cherish this fact that shedding tears is an indication that we are humans. Seeing my grandmother weeping and sobbing was heartwrenching, i couldn't help but shed a few of my human tears too. My mother and aunties all tried to fight back their tears without any significant effect while my uncles succumbed too. Death may have taken one from us, but it has also brought us closer to one another.

Such is the humanity of life, no one can fight it. I believe my uncle has been taken to salvation and he shall watch over our family alongside god.