Of many farewells

I do not mean for this to be a morbid piece, but I also wanted to share some of my reality out there. It is not an exaggeration when I say that since the end of January, I have known someone who has passed away, and it has been non-stop wake goings and novena masses. Truth be told, no loss is ever easy, most especially to those near and dear who were left behind, and it is also true that some losses hit harder than others. What I have come to realize after all these untimely deaths is that we tend to reflect on life, and think about a thing or two each time, regardless of our affinity to the deceased.

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Whether it is a thought as shallow as I should have sent more photos and messages, or I should start taking more photos and print them, or something more profound like getting your health checked, or making an effort to be more purposeful with your actions, the painful truth is that every loss will leave a void — in our hearts and in our lives. People cope differently, and the manner in which they choose to do so is something we must all learn to respect, and allow space for. We must never impose our thoughts, feelings, or opinions on others, nor should we ever feel that we know exactly how another is