The dead leaves, they are alive

Last weekend my cousin died at the young age of 29, he had a heart attack. On wednseday and thursday my whole family was in Dallas for his funeral and seeing all of my family for the first time in months it just felt different this time. I was never close to my cousin, he lived in Dallas his whole life and the last time I saw him I was probably younger then my little sister and I cant even remember him. I went to his funeral and I didnt dare go and look at him (the most i saw was his hands) instead I just looked at his picture and realized that that's how I want to know and remember him, that sideways half smile and eyebrow raise. It is quite sad how someone can be your family yet you dont even know them or knowwho they are, what their dislikes were, what they loved, or even who their family is. I was sadden to see that he had a young daughter no older then 7 and seeing her sad was just so difficult, seeing his mother cry was heartbreaking. Reality hit though and I know that everyone who was there realized that life is too short to waste away, too short to waste time being angry... too short to hold grudges or miss out on precious time with the ones who love you most. My entire family came to that realization this week and its so good to know that everyone is on the same page now, everyone is willing to put in some effort and become a family once again, let the past go and forgive eachother for all the things that may have been done to eachother. Yes, it's sad that it took the death of my cousin for everyone to realize this but out of this we grew closer and possibly stronger, only time will tell though and hopefully every word that was said was meant whole heartedly.

R.I.P
Sadi Dominguez