running with scissors

My aunt whom I'm not so close to, passed away on Monday. She was only 49. I didn't get to see her this previous Raya and I haven't figured out why. And it's sad how I don't remember the last time I saw her. Her passing away at such a young age made me think a lot; about my family and life. We're not guaranteed to live forever you know? So we can possibly die at any time, if He makes it so. I didn't get to go home last weekend because I had invigilation on Sunday and that kind of brought the whole week down. I miss my family. This weekend I've no work obligations so you should know already where I'll be headed. Hope you guys are all in the pink of health.

p.s: Such a small world we live in. The son of my aunt, who is my cousin is actually Moja's best friend. He's lucky to have a reliable and caring friend at such a hard time.