Yazan

A good friend and a fellow blogger, lost both his parents in a tragic car accident last week.

I called Yazan yesterday.

I punched his numbers and gazed at the phone for a moment before pressing the SEND button.

I was divided between loathing myself for finding out too late and being in situations involving death of loved ones; they never go well.

Whether in person or through the phone, grief and pain find a way to transcend down and tap me on the shoulder, reminding me that I am too close to the "real world" than I choose to believe.

I pressed "SEND" and started chocking with my words before Yazan picked up the call.

He was strong, intact and all the man his parents ever wanted him to be. He had a plan, he knew what he was doing and what he wants to do next.

May their souls rest in peace.

We are all here for you my friend.