It's so strange...life and death. I guess this might just be thinking to much, but i think at a point, everyone thinks about this. But i dont know how many people get as scared as i do.
A good friend of mine's cousin passed away a couple days ago. I found out the day of, but I never put much though into it except for telling him "i hope for the better". Now, being at home, supposedly studying, I've been able to think about it a little bit.
I wonder how it feels like, to be a mother knowing that your son wont ever come home again. Or being a sister understanding that at the dinner table there will always be a vacant chair. Or maybe a distant