Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Death and Living

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I don't know Aunt Betty. I have never met her. But I do know that she was someone special in Jerry's life and that makes her special to me as well. She passed away last Saturday and we found out only last night. I see myself as the practical person in our relationship but last night, I saw how sometimes, practical is not the way to go. Not when it comes to death, not even when it comes to living. Jerry called off work and we hung out at Gweilo's and Prince of Persia till late night. Then we hung out in our living room till early morning. I realized that even when there is a practical path to take, sometimes what one needs most is to just shed practicality and let things hang.

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