(I started writing this post last year in Dec 2015, just only completed it now.)
Sorry, kinda morbid this title, but it's almost 2am in the morning, I'm sitting outside the emergency unit of the hospital sipping on a hot milo while just waiting. My grandma died. Dad's side. The last grandparent I had. I'll be honest and say I wasn't close to this grandma. She was someone my dad brought me to visit about 4 times a year when I was little, so not much memories save for holidays and hospital visits.
Death brings a closure to a lot of things in life. It is a great equaliser of humankind. But it's not natural. Never is. Nobody feels good about death. If you do then you have a problem my friend.
Now this year my aunt's cancer has taken a turn for the worse. Not sure if same time this year we are gonna have another family death. I hope not so soon, but time and tide waits for no man.
Well, gotta just keep looking forward to the future. There is an everlasting one waiting for those who look to Jehovah.