Solemn Day [What Story Am I Writing?]

Waking up to the weekend in BC. We were home late last night. We might have stayed until 3 am, but Dad was already tired and sleepy (we have been at Kuya T's wake early in the day), so we left just before midnight.

And today, we are attending the funeral. A solemn day for the immediate clan. There have been six deaths around us recently, 3 of them are relatives from Dad's side of the family. Unfortunately, we couldn't make it to all the wakes, so we just sent our heartfelt condolences and financial help to the bereaved families.

Grief can be too heavy, emotionally and physically draining, and we must take good care of our well-being too. However, we can't miss to see an old aunt for the last time. So after Kuya T's interment, we would take the 3.5-mile drive in the afternoon to pay our last respects. It's at least comforting to know that someone in the clan lived longer than most (she's beyond 90).

We expect to be hearing more stories, testimonies, sharings of relatives and guests there too, as we did yesterday.

Last night, I was reminded yet again that how we live (and how we treat others) become a script (story) which people would read (or hear) when we our breathe ceases. Kuya T may have lived a short life, but he led a good one, impacting not only his immediate family, but also others—relatives or not, even strangers. His kindness knew no bounds.

Many remembered him as a beautiful soul—a generous giver, a protector, a loyal friend, a jolly person, faithful, compassionate, etc. Even some of his classmates way back in his gradeschool days mentioned his amiable personality. His niblings praised him for being a great father and a loving uncle. Some couldn't express their gratitude for everything he has done for them. Most respect and look up to him as their father figure.

While listening, a question came to me—what kind of story have I been writing to this point? Is it something worth-reading too?

I guess this isn't for me to just ponder upon, but to really audit myself, and be very honest with what I may discover, then start anew if it is not something I'd want others to read and hear when my time comes.