I had such a surrealistic dream today. Of an angel like creature flying up to the sky with the gentle wind around him, up to wherever he now belongs to, the heaven. It felt as though he was thanking all the people who cared and loved him, and he was trying to spread the love and peace back to us. That was the sort of feelings that I gained. When I opened my eyes and woke up from the dream, I instinctly knew what had just happened. As I walked into the living room, my grandma's mobile rang, and the phone call meant the death of my cousin's baby, who struggled to live his life even for a little longer after the accident shakened his life like a sudden earth quake putting people's lives on its edge.
As I learned this news, I felt strange. I felt immense sadness for my cousin and her family. But I knew that he tried his best, and he was heading to where he belongs, on his own strongly, so I felt that we had to appreciate the life that he had, everything that he shared and taught us and cherish the memory we have of him.
Unfortunately, I have never met him, so the funeral that I will be attending (most likely after tomorrow) will be my first and last time I see him. I feel terribly sorry for my cousin, and do not know how to comfort her, but I am going to tell her the dream that I had, hoping that will make her feel better, even a little bit.
Life is so precious. But we are so lucky to have the ability to keep and cherish the memory in our life. I feel graceful that the human psychology and some memories trigger us to remember certain emotions that we experience in our life (of course, having a bad flashback is not nice, but you know what I mean here). It's kind of like having the gift of experience more than once (thanks to our memory)!!
Anyway, I hope and wish all my best for my cousin and her upcoming delivery of her baby, which she carries with her right now.
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