This past weekend a family friend died at the age of thirty-six. Kent and his family lived across the street from my family when we were growing up. They were more like family than friends. His oldest brother and I were classmates in school.
What makes Kent’s untimely death harder to understand is that his parents both died in late 2007 just a few weeks apart. His dad had been ill for several years but his mother died suddenly. Things like this are extremely hard to understand. Why does one family have to endure so much pain.
Kent’s family are all good, caring and hard working people. So, why? This is maybe the greatest question we as mortals face. There is not much comfort in words, no matter how well intentioned, like “it was meant to be”; “it’s part of God’s plan” , and the like.
For those left behind it just hurts and for my friends it hurts times three. It’s unimaginable to lose a loved one but to lose both parents and a brother in such a short period of time has to be devastating. As much as I wish I could have some sort of great answer for them. All any of us can do is love those left behind, be there for them, and ask God to comfort them.
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