bRokEN pIEcEs

Every so often, in our journey through life, we encounter death. Family of friends, friends of family, family members. And no matter how close or how far you are to that person, there is always this heart-dropping moment when you know someone has died.

TWY and I once had a discussion on death. She told me there are various categories of death. One is dying slowly from an illness. This way, the family has time to prepare themselves and grieve adequately. Another is dying suddenly from an accident. This leaves the family with little choice but to grit their teeth and get on with life. And then there is dying from suicide. And families and friends never know how to grieve or recover from this grief, because it always feels like it could have been prevented.

But can you really prevent someone from dying? Is the grief for those who died or those who are still alive?

It is always difficult to be the one left behind to pick up the broken pieces. But if you don't, the people behind you will never be able to move on and pick up their own broken pieces.