We all have certain opinions about death. I viewed it to be inevitable --- but somewhat distant. I always thought God would want to have me around longer, so I can do something good. Then my cousin dies. He was 21. It's such a shame really because he was a good person, fun to have around -- and really, really good looking (it was not a surprise to see a lot of girls in his wake). This event made me think... that it is really possible that I would go anytime. The thing is, am I ready? Have I done the things I would like to do? Have I given everything I have to the people that I love? Have I evolved to be a good daughter? a good sister? and a good friend? Would people actually cry at my wake? These things I wonder. ----- Rest in peace J.I. -----