funny how sometimes the universe sends you a message you cannot ignore. And in the dark, it is the light that finds you, and the fear and pain can wash away. I have just been in this position. And while I try to make light of somethings, sometimes you need to acknowledge the complexities that is life. And, in turn dead.
So, in my pitiful life, worrying about the end of employment, and dealing with pettiness, my sister had to deliver sad news. A dear, wonderful family friend died. And not just any one, but a selfless, compassionate and angelic like human being. Anna was a light in the gloom of the world. Never a mean thing to say, she was always loving. Even when cancer began to attack, and Anna suffer, she took no easy way out, no more than she needed. Her philosophy was always, ‘there is someone worse off than me. Let them have it.’ And as she fought the good fight, month after month, she still was a shining light. And last week, the last once of fight left Anna, and she was no longer an angel on Earth, as she was returned to where she was needed next. And all those lives she touched, remembered her.
And from that, my sister returned home, to a sick husband. And the horror of his being so sick, that he collapsed. My sister, ever the force, did what she needed to. My brother-in-law is a good man. And he held on, in ICU, with my sister at his side. And in hospital, he has gotten better. And getting better. And we are grateful. Not unlike Anna, my sister is an amazing human being. Loving, compassionate, and strong. A light in this world.
My good friend also got bad news. Her nephew, who came to defend another, was shot dead for his stand. And a young man, taken out of this world by an act of violence. And it rippled out, a family trying to make sense of such a loss. So young and promising. Senseless.
And today, it seems more senselessness… A member of the gay community in Halifax, a much loved, and wonderful human being, was beaten violently to death. Raymond Taavel, came to the defense of another human being and paid with his life. I knew of him, but a moment in time. I meet Raymond the first day I was at the local gay bar, about a week after my mother died, and I was on my own. I sat with him and his friends, and we drank, and ate. We talked about writing, and many times after, when I would go to the bar, he was there. Always a smile, always positive. Always a chat. He was brutually killed by a psychiatric patient who was allowed an unescorted leave. He failed to return. Raymond tried to defend his friend when, by the reports, the patient was accosting him. And paid with his life. Metro Halifax Regional Police arrested him. There was a vigil for Raymond. A downtown street was blocked virtually last minute, for the honour of a key member of the gay community, of the city.
In a world of diversity, of good and bad, it makes life a balance. It seems for me, that the lives of many have intersected, that in the wake of death, of serious health issues, of loss, the balance of the universe will find a way to give us messages. To remind us that life is precious, and short. That any one of us, could be off this mortal coil in a last heart beat. That good, positive people can be taken. And while we do not understand, or agree, that we feel anger and resentment, we all must find something good. I wish to find the goodness, the light, the positive of good people, and try to live life with the honour, for those taken before their time, or at the end of a long road. I choose to live up to the strength of good people. For Anna, for my sister, my brother-in-law, my friend’s nephew, and for Raymond. For me, in my own world, I wish to follow the strength of my family. Heroes come in many fashions, in many statures, but the way someone lives life, speaks volumes to the balance of the universe. Anna, my sister, are two of my heroes. And Raymond. We question why for tragic events. It is what we do after, that defines us, our futures. It is the universe’s way to keep us honest. And what we do in this world, is the best way to reply to the messages of the universe, after the ides of April…