Wednesday, July 6, 2016
my heart is heavy tonight. as i type away, i still can't believe what's happened. a very dear friend whom i love to pieces, tragically lost his 21 year old son tonight. he was shot during some sort of altercation outside their home and sadly, died. i think my friend is still in shock and is just going through the motions. the police, the media, investigators, all have descended on their home. he has to tend to his grieving wife and sons, all the while, trying to keep his composure. when the adrenaline wears off later tonight and he comes down, he will be a basket case.
let me tell you a little about my friend's son. he was the oldest of three boys. his name was ruben. he was twenty-one years old. a good kid who sometimes led a turbulent and troubled life. he was trying to find himself, make his mark in this world. he loved to skateboard and was quite good at it according to his dad. he was also creative, an artist. he loved music. it was there, when he was composing or performing that he was in his element. he aspired to make it in music professionally. he was a good kid. and now he's gone.
i never met him. not in person anyway. just via pictures and i grew to know about him through his father's stories. i feel terribly helpless because i want to do something, anything to ease the pain. i can say "i'm so sorry" to him a thousand times, it still won't take away the sorrow and it won't bring back his son. and so, i do what i always do in times of sadness and despair...i come here to my faithful friend, my blog.
during difficult times my faith is what sustains me, gives me solace. without it i would be lost. and so i pray that my friend and his family turn to their faith and hold on for dear life. i pray that their grief lessens with time and that they are able to resume to some sense of normalcy. i pray for smiles and laughter and a lighter heart. it won't happen today, or tomorrow, or maybe even a month from now, but it will, happen. because when all is said and done, life goes on. my grandmother used to say, "dale tiempo al tiempo" -meaning, give time, time.
life is so short. embrace it. live it. love it. cherish it.
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