A Day of Mourning in Ultimate Randomness

Normally, I would get on here and bitch about my personal life and the things that are happening in my life, and while I could do it in this case, right now, I am not worried about me. See, one of my cousins passed away this week. He died of a heart attack. And while this is tragic in and of itself, the real tragedy is that his mom and sister died in a car wreck caused by a drunk driver only about 8 months ago. Don't get me wrong. I am sad. In fact, I am surprised by how much his death hit me tonight. See, he was almost 13 years older than me, so we didn't really get to know each other that well, but we had an awful lot in common it seems, at least to me. He was a very caring, compassionate person who touched the life of everyone he met. Looking at his Facebook, it is amazing to see how many people are mourning for him tonight, particularly the ones who only met him once or twice. He just had an amazing impact on people. He was, by all accounts, one of the greatest guys a person could ever hope to meet and I feel lucky to have been related to him. He was also incredibly artistic, along with the rest of the family. His two brothers are both musicians and my aunt and other cousin were both artists. I felt it was kinda my duty to post to my own Facebook tonight, not for me, but for my family. I asked for prayers and well wishes for all of them. I will get by, and I know they will too, but right now, my feelings are not the ones that matter most. If I was as talented as my aunt and cousin, I would have posted a picture that expressed my love and grief for them. If I was as talented as my older cousin, I would create a website in memory of them. If I was as talented as my surviving cousins, I would write a song in memory of them. As it stands, all I have are my words and my ability to write. Hopefully, between here and Facebook, I have done them, and the rest of my family, justice. They were better people than I could ever hope to be and I know they are looking down on me now with my uncle and grandmother. I just hope that one day, I can do them proud with my words, the only vaguely artistic talent that I think could be good enough to share with the world. Just makes me realize just how many people I have to dedicate the first book to, should I ever finish it. Well, maybe now, I have all the reason I need to push myself to accomplish something I never thought possible. Good night all.