The Waves Took Him

The world has lost a beautiful soul, a great son, a wonderful brother, a loyal friend, and a good young man. Too soon, just too soon.🥲

Story had it that they were writing on the sand by the shore when the waves came and swept them three. It happened so fast; everyone was shocked. Two were rescued to safety, and when they got to him, his breath was no more. ^{We can only pray that his soul find peace and rest eternally in it.}

It was a family holiday that turned out tragically, and one would wish it were just a nightmare. We have not been to the wake yet, but I really hope no one is blaming themselves for what happened.

This reminded me of a time when we were in a celebratory mood after my university graduation and decided to go to a resort for a dip. My brother was so excited that upon arriving, he went straight to the pool, and the next thing we saw was a commotion. He was drowning, in a shallow pool (5 feet). Thank goodness my brother-in-law was quick and got to him in time.

We never went to any swimming pool since that time, until many years later. The accident scarred us badly, so we always make sure no one goes to the water without resting first.

To this day, my father often discourages us whenever we plan to have a beach outing. The memory of that afternoon 25 years ago still haunts him. It does the same to me. It still makes my spine shiver every time I get reminded of it. That's why sometimes, we just watch from afar when we observe that the current is strong. Or would spend time eating and chit-chatting, away from the waves.

It is sad, though, that while water gives life, it also takes lives without warning.