He was 22, my brother-in-law's oldest child, and we don't know why.  We're waiting for the results of the coroner's inquest, but for now we keep asking, "Why?"

It's moments like this that are a complete slap in the face or, more accurately, a punch to the solar plexus.  There is the back and forth between disbelief and nausea.  A 22 year old is supposed to live like no tomorrow, but today had a different plan.

My BIL is in a fog right now, but he is somewhat comforted by the fact that their final time together was happy, filled with conversation and comparing notes on life:  a father, both blessed and cursed by time and experience, sharing his experience with a son trying to figure out his path in this world who was willing and happy to sit and listen and share with a father who loves him.

We are beyond heartbroken, and we are trying to understand and accept.

But it all seems so very, very wrong and unnatural.

I ask of this community that at this moment, take the time to stop and tell all those who you love in this world that you love them.  Whether it be a child, a parent, a spouse, a lover, a friend or family member, let them know their importance in your world, because your world can change in an instance.

Peace and love to you all.

Originally posted to Zombie Saguaros on Sat Oct 13, 2012 at 09:53 PM PDT.

Also republished by The Grieving Room.

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