To [de]cease
To stop. To be unbecoming. Death comes again, but it is always unexpected for me. There is no closure. There is no chance for a real goodbye. I think that’s the hardest part about coping my family’s deaths. Both of my brother and father had passed away. They passed away almost the exact same way. On a Tuesday. Normal day. Rained the night prior. Surrounded by non-family members. Drown. Search and rescue team. Waiting for better news. No last goodbyes. My last moment with my dad was at home. He came home to have a small meal, and he was … Continue reading To [de]cease