There comes a time in life when you really do feel as if nothing is fair on anyone. The weakest people are singled out for all kinds of problems, torture, and sadness, and the strong ones are too hardened to care. And then comes such a feeling of helplessness that you don't even know what to think or what to expect. I don't understand what I'm saying now either-I rarely do. My khalu followed my taya to the grave on tuesday, and I still can't believe it. Less than a month we knew he was sick, and now he's gone, and no one expected it to be like this. While taya was old, had 4 grandchildren and was in deep pain, it wasn't the same for khalu. He was the epitome of a living being, and now he lies in cold obstruction--everything is so terrible one would go mad to think deeply about it. How do my cousins and khala feel, i have no idea, i simply start trembling when i think of what they must be going through. His youngest daughter Dania is a year younger than me, and was so attached to her Papa..her room was filled with pictures of him...and now all she can do is sit and look at his photos, his ID card, his medicines, anything. All she eats is apples, day in day out, God knows why. Occasionally she tells me how happy he was in life, always satisfied, always smiling and laughing, and acting cute. She told me how, when she closed her eyes, she could see her father standing in front of her and giving her this huge smile. She got a little better for a while, but now she's slipping into depression...what do you do, someone tell me, what do you do when a 16 year old is depressed like that? and what can i say about her sisters and mother...they're so scared and shocked that they're simply moving like robots. Khala was never a strong person to begin with, she's taken anti-depressants since God-knows-when, what she would do on her own is simply incomprehensible. I dunno why i started writing about this, but i suppose i must finish it because i don't have the heart to delete it. Just one thing before I go---all of u, never take anyone for granted. ANYONE. even tho my khalu was not a blood relative, he was my cousins' father, and without him they are just lost. Appreciate ur parents, u seriously do not know if they'll be with u the next day or not...