Last week on Tuesday, the 1st day of December 2015, I received my worst call this Year.
My Brother-in-law, who seemed to be in perfect health, had passed on, on the night of Sunday the 29th of November. And was now at the morgue. We buried him on Friday the 4th. Rest in Peace, Bro William!
What bad news to start a New Month. The month of Christmas!
To say the past one and half weeks have been challenging is an understatement.
I was charged with the responsibility of breaking the news to his beloved 10 year-old daughter and give her a shoulder to lean on. Speak words of encouragement. And his beloved adolescent son. Further, after the burial to be with the wife. My sister.
I was with them five days, such a young family, coping, but they still got quite a road in front of them to believe…
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