Life and death

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 Last night i attended a funeral of my extended family/relative who passed away on the 4th of july. It was nice to see alot of familiar faces and i was sat with my auntie amy and uncle thanh and other aunties that i watched me grow up. They were talking about the pasts and how they are here now and how health is most important who cares if you are rich or poor. Doesn't matter if you don't work or not. Those things don't matter. let them judge. they don't know your personal battles. 

Last night i got to see families and relatives who i haven't seen in years and those from overseas and interstate. Its nice to how many people he brought together in the memories of him. It was bittersweet moment. Its quite scary now as most of the people in the room are heading that way too. Life has flashed before our eyes and didnt think the next gathering would be sending him off. Rest in peace. 

I am alittle worried about the next. Its like russian roulette you don't know who. Don't want to think that far but thats life and death for you.

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