Changes In The Family

I woke up to news you never want to hear today. I can always tell when some one has died by the way mom starts to speak to me. It was the same when she told me Jason had died after I got home from the crash, it was the same when she told me Brandon had died, and it was the same when she told me my younger cousin Alan died today.




It's a terrible tragedy and for me its rather strange. Little Alan as I knew him passed away in a car crash early this morning. For me its a strange situation because I now feel like I'm on the opposite end of the spectrum. Ten years ago our family had a terrible car crash where I was in it and out of a car of five I was one of two survivors. In the car was me, my cousin Kevin, his mom Linda, my best friend Jason, and me and Kevin's friend Brandon. Me and Brandon were the only survivors of the crash.

It feels so strange for me to see this happen again and it really hurts my heart to see another family member lose their life over a mistake while driving. I was thinking all day about what should I write about or how I should express myself on my journal about what happened. I haven't seen him in a number if years but still I do have memories of being with him at grandma's along with his brother and sisters my other cousins.

When it comes to death at this point in time I don't look at it as your deeds in live equal out to a final grade on where you spend your afterlife at. In life the main concept is choice we each do good deeds and bad deeds thats what it means to be human. I would just like it to be that as he leaves this mortal plain of existence little alan is able to find a place of piece and where he can be happy.