A fox tale

The result of a sum is called the total.

And that’d be amazing, if you’re able to subtract all the wrong variables that might appear on the way…
I know someone, I mean, I knew someone. Someone that did great things for me, that reached out whenever despair would come through. Note that when we’re younger, a child, we usually don’t understand clearly the difficults that adults have to deal with, we might feel the disconfort, but the fear is way more figurative than a reality.

This person would bring solution for so many issues, so many little buggy things and it was so great that when I look at the death certificate, it’s scary to see that 2 single lines define how he left. Painful even, if you ask me. For someone that did so much, how can it be described in two lines? Gosh.

What scares me the most is that whenever I bring the topic, people usually tell me that I’m projecting, and feeling bad for him because I’m a good person, but then again what makes me good and someone bad? It’s purely subjective, since he was good to me and suddenly people tend to accuse that his means justified his ends. That’s just cruel. People talk like ending your own life isn’t something painful, I can only think on how lonesome that is, and it frightens me the whole lot.

I guess what I’m trying to say here is that, we’re a total. from the day we’re born to the day we die. A result from our parents, from our friends, from our work, from the things we love, from the times we spent. There’s no means justifying anything, for we’re all trying, trying to thrive, to heal, to achieve something and I get it that we do wrong at times, but for what’s worth, we’re only humans, trying to do more from with pretty much every and anything we have.

I hope for people to understand more. And for us, to maybe just do a little bit better as human beings. To do good to each other and in case it’s possible, to be more kind.
Guess this post ended up to be a little bit of a let down, but it was tormenting me. Take care of yourself and those who you love, help other people live so they may flourish on their own time.

Miss you dearly, uncle. Thank you, for a lot of things… And I hope you find so much light that you might become a second Sun in the sky.

With love, M. ♥