Genesis 3:19 (New International Version)

“By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return”

Chulet type, delete, typed, deleted and re-typed again and again for many many times. Chulet is not even sure how to approach this subject without sounding cliché.

Death seems so distant until it struck us when we least expects it. It can creeps up and jumps out of nowhere taking someone dear to us, whether it is someone’s mother, brother, father, sister, cousins, grandparents, son, daughter, niece, nephew, uncle, aunty or friends.

The pain will never be able to be described by words.

No words will be able to bring comfort.

Chulet just recently attended a wake and funeral service of a very dear friend’s youngest brother. I’ve known this friend for almost 18 years and I was there when the brother was born.

He’s 16 turning 17 in Oct. So young, so innocent, still a baby to his family.

He is still a boy in his’ baby steps inching to cross over to be a young man and begins his journey. He never traveled, never experience university life, the joy of graduating, struggle of getting his first job and pay, finding his life-mate, sharing his experiences with his little ones… and many many more.

Very sad indeed. Losing our love ones are not something easy to get over with.

As time goes by, even when are out of tears and no longer carries sharp pain in our heart, the lost will always be there. Even when we find the strength to go on with our life, certain moments brings back memory so strong, the pain so sharp, tears flows again.

Many say that time heals – including the lost of our love ones. But, we will never forget… never ever forgets.

My deepest sympathy and condolences to my friend for the loss.