Uhm, so last weekend I was remembering this cousin of mine. We call him Frank Junior. I was remembering how funny and nice he was. One of the only cousins that always comported himself properly with me. I didn't even get to see him that many times but in the few times I saw him I marked him as a good cousin.
Anyways I was remembering him and thinking of how I was going to invite him to my wedding in Dominican Republic. Thinking how he would enjoy the party and the family being together. Then all the sudden, on Monday, my sister text me telling me that my cousin was shot to death. When they found him he didn't have any ID on him. His wife had to identify him at the morgue.
At the time that I received this messege I was in the middle of doing 12 Mega Preps (extracting DNA from bacteria). I got so hysterical but instead of showing it I just swallowed it all in. What bothers me the most is that sometimes when something terrible like this happens and I can't cry. I can't seem to bring enough tears to cry.
I kept wondering, how could I be in lab acting like if everything in the world is great going on to do 12 preps and in the mean time a "good" cousin of mine has died? How many of these things are going to happen? Within the last year I've lost 2 cousins. One died in December to a heart condition and this one to murder.
How many painful strange huge family events am I going to have to go thru? How many does any one individual go thru in a life time? I mean am I past the limit? Not even close? What is life trying to teach me? When I was a teen, something like this would have either not bothered me at all or depressed me for weeks. What am I supposed to learn from all these events that just keep happening?
Anyways...
Frank was great at dancing Salsa. The family used to call him Che Che Cole because when he was a little boy, that was his favorite song. Frank was almost never serious about anything, he was a kidder. His parents had had a nasty divorce. During and after the divorce, he took it upon himself to take care of his little brother and not let the drama hit him too much.
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