Where there is life, there is death

My parents came this morning and directly after they arrived, we drove to the church. A funeral! It was the first funeral I had ever been too and it was so sad and unbelievable. I didn't know the man who left our world way too soon, leaving two young daughters and a wife behind that well but he was a friend of my parents. Even so, I couldn't keep my tears from falling down on my cheeks. I get so sad and heart broken when I think about not just him, but his dear ones. It makes me think of the world as an unfair place. Cruel! We think we know so much and that we have our lives planned out for us, but then death happens, and suddenly not a lot makes so much sense anymore.  It actually makes me think of something that Anya said in Buffy the vampire slayer after Joyce had died.

Rest in peace, LF!