I fell deep into the unknown this past week. Everything was out of place. Even my face broke out in ways unknown.

It was as if life was full of chaos and change, all spiraling out of control.

I tried to relax, take things in stride but a life relaxed seemed like a luxury my strides couldn’t afford.

Not that I didn’t want it, but apprehension and anxiety seemed to keep me in a flight mode. So I figured I’ll learn something new about all I was experiencing, including those I wished I could fly away from.

Death has a funny was of reminding you about the gift of each day. The gift and voice of people too. Those you take for granted and those you ought to cherish much more.

So we moved in stride. Still anxious and apprehensive about our days, but appreciating all they bring.

The chaos, the change, life and death, all still completely out of our control but consoled that one day, we will meet again. Even boldly smite death’s threatening wave.

Till then, “Rest In Peace Uncle Raymond.”