*sigh*
Really sorry to hear that
bri32z. Death can really SUCK sometimes. I dunno, I know that one day my parents will die (I don't know my grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc b/c my dad is from Jamaica and my mom from Panama and so my relatives are spread out throughout the world), and I know it
won't be an easy thing to deal with (really hope I'm married b4 that happens), but I can't imagine losing a wife (or my brother).
Man. Can't really say if I could handle that or not.
Don't take this the wrong way, but sometimes, I wish I could just desensitize myself from loving life so much. What's so special about life if at anytime it can just be ripped away from us? Death is such a waste.
...pisses me off. The more people I know who die, the more bitter and cynical I become (and I know this is not the right attitude). Just kinda seeems like we're just being toyed with: "Oooh, give the little kid an ice cream cone on a hot day, let him take a few licks and then
knock it out of his hand onto the ground!"
--sorry for my bad attitude...