This week has been quite complicated in terms of emotions and feelings my brother died suddenly it was news that hit my life and that of the whole family if it is difficult for me for a mother to bury a child is an incomparable pain, two days before we were making plans for Christmas today is gone and although it sounds cruel and do not want to lose any family member this is the law of life one day these the other is not guaranteed.

During the funeral was a coming and going of people who in some way or another appreciated him, cried for the moment, others were simply for commitment, I sat down and I could see people making jokes, some with remorse of conscience for their bad actions and what is never missing those who are more interested in the inheritance of how much money he left fishing in troubled waters, so what are we?

My brother was a tireless worker, he never had time for anything, what did he take with him? Nothing came into this world with nothing and he left with nothing, so why toil?death can knock on the door at any moment what is the purpose of life?while I saw my brother inside the coffin I reflected at the end nothing we are I saw around me people why postpone this pain? There was a girl who was crying inconsolably so I asked my niece who she was because she was not part of the family, she is a girl who has a guilty conscience for a bad action I repeated it to myself a thousand times now what does it matter?

Who accompanies you to your last resting place? They are few...where are the friends? Hypocrites...the worst thing is to listen in the middle of the funeral to the widow taking accounts of how much money there is, this made me think what is the use of working so hard, losing your health, losing precious moments with your loved ones to make a fortune grow that in the end you will not enjoy because you lost your life to get it, today I told my niece that in the end he worked tirelessly for someone else, definitely nobody knows who he works for.

It hasn't even been three days and the life of the living is still the same, some are still trying to fish in troubled waters and that is how life and death are, we must enjoy every moment of life, we don't know when ours will be, we must not waste time on things that do not edify or with people who do not care, we must simply live as if it were the last one, after you die they only mourn you in a few days they forget you, you will only be a memory that they will quickly replace, my brother already has a replacement and life goes on.

At the funeral I could see that there were people taking flowers from the floral arrangements that were arriving, in one of those I heard people say "take some flowers, he will not do anything with that, how imprudent, but those words were loaded with a sad truth". As the bible says, you are and to dust you return.