The messages and updates had come up in rapid succession the past three days. Each time, they got more and more desperate. There were intermitten pain, hope and confusion. The last one was that of resignation and acceptance.
A friend of mine lost his younger brother early this morning. The young man was only 32. He has fainted at the office, and hit his head hard. There was a blood clot, and he had hemorrhage. He slipped into a coma, and never recovered.
He left behind a wife and a young son...and a grieving extended family who are now trying to come to terms with his sudden passing.
My condolences, Amer, on the loss of your brother.
I am reminded again of the fragility of life.
Death is something that no one can ever predict...
It comes...
Am I ready?
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