I came back yesterday to a terrible news, Death. My mum's friend lost her son, in a gruesome way. I will spare us the details of his death but I realized lots of things after that experience.
Good things happen to good people, bad things happen to good people. It's common, but we don't really know the extent of the good or bad until it happens to us or around us. It took a while for the news to sink in, the loss of an only son who is in his early 20s.
I was told that his mum was really uncomfortable with where her son wanted to go. She tried multiple times to dissuade him, but he brushed it off because his mum was always worrying about him. You know how it is. I've always known about intuition but I didn't really understand the depth of it. Women have the best intuition, especially mothers. They are connected to their kids or loved ones at a level we don't understand most times and it showed clearly in this situation.
The death of a person leaves a large wound. A psychological and emotional wound. In this case where the victim is a young man, the wound is even more painful. A thought crossed my mind at that point and I realized the amount of pain my demise will cause a lot of people. My family will be devastated. My friends, loved ones, colleagues, etc. It will be a painful vacuum.
I got goosebumps, and I felt very humble at that thought. I don't control my death, but it's safe to suggest that being careful wouldn't hurt. I thought about all those that have helped me, of which I am supposed to become a success and help others. All of that will go to waste.
This is an encouragement, we mean a lot to people, especially our families. Let's not throw our lives away if we can help it.
