R.I.P. John Rey

Hearing someone passing away doesn't just affect me at an instant. Ive learned over a period of time it begins to bring me down. In particular, I did not know how to react to hearing my cousin pass away. He was a person to god, someone who has served for the church since he was a little child. Just your average teenager. It bothers me how he was taken so young, at the age of 15. He had a breathing condition and along with exhaustion from over working and sleeping on a full stomach caused him to not properly breathe when he slept. My uncle (His father) woke up to his awkward breathing. He wouldn't respond when my uncle had asked him to sleep on his side. My uncle turned the lights on and quickly saw his state, his skin turned blue from the lack of oxygen. They tried to rush him to the hospital but he never made it...

It just pisses me off why he had to go. I mean honestly its fucked up, I don't see why he deserved to go so early since he had so much more ahead of him. Today made me realize so many things about myself and what I have in my life that I should be appreciative to even if they are the small things. I also learned that under a time of great anxiety I need to control my anger and emotion. But John Rey if somehow you are reading this bro, thanks for everything dude you allowed us to re connect with the family we never knew back home. Thanks for taking care of grandpa in his time of sickness. You were truly a fighter no matter what your situation was at home. Wherever you are take care cousin.
..and may you be in peace.

-Nikko