Its been a little over a month and a half since the passing of my beloved cousin. I saw myself in him, and in many ways, our lives often mirrored one another's. We were close in many ways...and I suppose that's what made this whole experience surreal and difficult the past few weeks. The following are dedications and thoughts to my cousin Larry Perez, an adventurous, loving soul.
I came out of my cousin's room and into the hallway after his passing yesterday afternoon. I walked toward the faint light emanating from the outside at the end of the hallway, only to be greeted by the gentle rain and it's quiet drumming minutes later. I took this screenshot of the lone weather cloud hovering over the area my cousin was staying...I won't be able to do anything but smile when the rain comes again.
I came out of my cousin's room and into the hallway after his passing yesterday afternoon. I walked toward the faint light emanating from the outside at the end of the hallway, only to be greeted by the gentle rain and it's quiet drumming minutes later. I took this screenshot of the lone weather cloud hovering over the area my cousin was staying...I won't be able to do anything but smile when the rain comes again.
We were two sailors lost at sea, you and I, navigating the tumultuous waters of the unknown. While I struggled with my anchors and fumbled with my sail and cursed the stars of navigation, you stayed calm throughout the storms, adjusting the sail to suit the winds, making sure the anchors of the past didn't hold you back. I wanted to catch up to you, to understand, to learn more about your journey. Your humble boat took many beatings, yet you still managed to rely on the stars to carry you home. Before I knew it you were lost to the sunset, finding your way back to the captain and his lovely lady, leaving me alone to desperately chart the rest of my journey.
I was a lone sailor lost at sea, aimlessly mapping out the rest of my voyage. But I'll look to the stars with confidence next time, and I'll mind the winds a bit more carefully, and I'll brave the storms without cowardice because you always believed in the voyages of others. We all will disappear into that eventual sunset, but only those with a beautiful spirit and a loving touch get to number amongst the stars.
Rest in Peace, Larry.
I was a lone sailor lost at sea, aimlessly mapping out the rest of my voyage. But I'll look to the stars with confidence next time, and I'll mind the winds a bit more carefully, and I'll brave the storms without cowardice because you always believed in the voyages of others. We all will disappear into that eventual sunset, but only those with a beautiful spirit and a loving touch get to number amongst the stars.
Rest in Peace, Larry.
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