Imanol
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Hi guys, this is Alex or Imanol and today isn't really a fond day for me, because today marks the anniversary of my uncles death that happened 3 years ago on January 21, 2012
Me and my family were sitting down for dinner when we got a call from my aunt saying to come over quickly, apparently they sent a message from a Tallahassee hospital, saying that my uncle was in serious condition and is in the state of death. I was shocked and for the first time in my life I felt depressed, stressed out scared rushing for a 6 hour drive up there from Miami. I fell asleep and I just thought that If I prayed hard enough I could talk to him one more time before he had surgery or passed away. He was in a bad car crash that broke both his legs and sent him into a coma, we arrived maybe a little later, there he was unconscious, sleeping, with a smile. I prayed, and prayed and I felt like I could burst out crying any second. But I couldn't help it, I released the tears and I left the room, I went down to the game area where they had a TV watching a basketball game. Figuring out that he loved that sport more than any other one. I stopped crying maybe 10 minutes later and I went back up the the surgery room/ER, I saw everyone out of the room, crying, holding hands and bowing there head. I asked "What's wrong? Dad, Mom?" A small whisper "He's gone".
At that moment I gave up hope, and I still remember him to this day, now he has a beautiful 3 year old daughter that is doing really amazing, and his wife is still well. I just know that she will never grow up with a father but at least she has my whole family and her mothers family with her. I learned that we are gonna die one day, doesn't matter when or how but just live life to the fullest and never give up on your faith and dream, because sometimes quitting just isn't the matter, I know God will help us in any sense of help and come help, always.
Me and my family were sitting down for dinner when we got a call from my aunt saying to come over quickly, apparently they sent a message from a Tallahassee hospital, saying that my uncle was in serious condition and is in the state of death. I was shocked and for the first time in my life I felt depressed, stressed out scared rushing for a 6 hour drive up there from Miami. I fell asleep and I just thought that If I prayed hard enough I could talk to him one more time before he had surgery or passed away. He was in a bad car crash that broke both his legs and sent him into a coma, we arrived maybe a little later, there he was unconscious, sleeping, with a smile. I prayed, and prayed and I felt like I could burst out crying any second. But I couldn't help it, I released the tears and I left the room, I went down to the game area where they had a TV watching a basketball game. Figuring out that he loved that sport more than any other one. I stopped crying maybe 10 minutes later and I went back up the the surgery room/ER, I saw everyone out of the room, crying, holding hands and bowing there head. I asked "What's wrong? Dad, Mom?" A small whisper "He's gone".
At that moment I gave up hope, and I still remember him to this day, now he has a beautiful 3 year old daughter that is doing really amazing, and his wife is still well. I just know that she will never grow up with a father but at least she has my whole family and her mothers family with her. I learned that we are gonna die one day, doesn't matter when or how but just live life to the fullest and never give up on your faith and dream, because sometimes quitting just isn't the matter, I know God will help us in any sense of help and come help, always.
