Babbling Point

All around me
darkness gathers,
fading is the sun that shone;
we must speak of other matters:
you can be me when I'm gone.
--Neil Gaiman

David's father passed away the other night.
We all went to the cremation.
I think it was the first time the whole group got together after a very long while.
We weren't even that complete during my last birthday (which was when everyone was usually at full attendance, back when we still lived in La Vista).

We left around midnight. Some of us ended up at Mr. Donut, our old tambayan back when there when Starbucks was not found at every corner. To our surprise, Mr. Donut had a complete facelift. It now looks like a branch of Starbucks, just more brightly lit.
And we wondered if that old rat was still around.

And I wondered how Dave will be.
I hope that things will get better for him.
The death of my father was a turning point for me and my mom and brother. I guess my dad's death was my "Call to Adventure", in the same way it was the death of Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru that made Luke Skywalker finally decide to go with Obi Wan Kenobi and... well, save the galaxy. But instead of joining the Rebel Alliance, I ended up in an ad agency and became part of the cellular wars... not exactly saving the galaxy, but it does have its exciting moments.

So, who knows what adventure Dave will be called to follow.
May his adventure lead him to a better place and bring him closer to bliss.

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