I found out on Sunday that my younger cousin passed away. He was only 25. Just talking about him in the past tense hurts. I don't know why it's hit me so hard, he moved away when he was still in school - around 2003. And I really only saw him once a year when I would visit. Maybe it’s the circumstances, realizing that I'm not that much older than him. Maybe its because he had so much life ahead of him. It's been 4 years since we lost his mom, my second mother. It just seems so unreal. Life isn't always fair. Nothing really is.
I'll be heading out next week to see the family and attend the service. It always seems that we only see each other for funerals. We've got to change that.
Please enjoy the time you have with your loved ones. If you are struggling, please reach out and get help. Check in with your friends and family, even if they seem strong. Every bit helps. No one is perfect. And remember you are all loved. <3