Death in Threes? Not Always

A young man died on Wednesday at the young age of 25.  He was all alone at the time of his passing.  Perhaps, he had been alone most of his life.  He was the youngest of three siblings.  The last child to be raised by his parents.  When I entered in his young life, he could barely spell, he could not cut his food, and wasn't even able to tie his own shoes.  In his last few moments of life, he must have felt so terribly lost to terminate his own life.  Subsequently, there was another death associated with my family and then a third.  A fourth death occurred.  My children and I responded at a different level of despair and grieved over these deaths - each in our own way - and each of us for our own reasons.   Death is around us.  It is a part of life but, does not necessarily occur in threes.  May those who have passed before us rest in peace.  For those they have left behind; may we only regard the good times we shared with them and live together with joy.