I remember back in Highschool there used to be 10 of us, 6 boys and 4 girls, 2 of them A and Y who were bestfriends (let's just call them this for the sake of the story) they were the class clowns, and always had loud laughter that you can hear from down the hallway and always wore big smiles. They were always happy and had witty jokes to lighten up the mood whenever we were bored or under the weather.
Graduation came and we had the best day of our lives, aiming high and dreaming big. Then after the celebration, we went our separate ways. 5 years later, one of my bestfriends in HS who seldom message me- J, told me that A had passed away due to a lung complication, but his passing was not due to covid, this was in 2020 and happened during Covid, restrictions were tight, that's why I couldn't see him one last time. Y was devastated when she found out that her bestfriend passed away, I knew she'd take it the hardest because they were like brother and sister, totally inseparable. Then 3 years later, again my bestfriend J from HS messaged me that Y had passed away leaving her children and family devastated in the wake of her passing. The news doesn't end there though, on the same day J told me that the mother of one of my bestfriends, also from HS- C, passed away. His mother was our Values teacher and she was a lovely lady who had a huge faith in God, sadly she passed away due to health complications. This time I had the opportunity to go to both of their funerals. As J, C, and I sat there remembering the great times and epic fails we had during HS. We couldn't help but feel the weight of the passing of our friends and family, C's true emotions showed up and he felt so helpless and hopeless. Both J and I tried to lighten up the mood and gave a couple encouraging words, but I knew it wasn't enough to cover the huge gap in C's heart.
We said our goodbyes to C and went straight for Y's funeral. Again, the atmosphere was heavy and J and I didn't know everyone there except for Y's mother, we sat there and tried to recall every silly thing Y has ever done during our HS days, and we also talked about how she was there for J when times were tough. I on the otherhand, never saw Y since our HS graduation, so it was really heart breaking.
Death is the end of our flesh, but it is also the beginning of our eternity. Death is the reminder that life is fleeting so you should make things count in this life.
Our class always wanted to have a reunion, but this isn't the reunion we had hoped for. Losing someone special will always feel like a part of you is missing. God bless the souls of the departed and God bless the loved ones they left behind.
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