A lot has happened since Tito Chad passed away, most of it not good, but I still hold that same faith I felt when my uncle passed on.
My Mom’s saying of the past week or so has been “everything happens for a reason.” Well, after these several days, I believe it.
Before Tito Chad became ill and was taken to the hospital late Friday night, three of his five siblings had been out of town. My mom and the rest of us were in the Philippines and Kauai, Tita Carisse and my uncle were in Texas for business, and Tita Rita and her family were in NC.
All of us arrived back on Friday. The family keep saying that Tito Chad was waiting for all of us to be together.
Also, Tito Jondi commented on how the family has been trying to get Tito Chad here for two years, and after finally accomplishing that goal, they attempted to get a caretaker for him, but to no avail. Tito Jondi said that it was interesting how they’d been worrying over who’d take care of him, his insurance, and all of that, but never his passing. It’s as if the need for a caretaker was never fulfilled for a reason now.
My mom also told me that it seemed to work out for the best–the situations surrounding my uncle’s passing anyway. My grandpa passed away a couple of years ago, and Mom said that my grandma and the rest of the family couldn’t have handled both my grandpa’s sickness/passing and getting my uncle over and his passing at the same time. We got my uncle here maybe less than a year after my grandpa passed away.
That just made me think of that quote that says: people are never given more than they can handle. I’m just thinking that sometimes, maybe you just can’t see it until later.
