today i went to our maintenance man’s funeral, who tragically passed away in my apartment last week (if you missed the story, click here). it was very sad, as most funerals are, but i think it was definitely something i needed to experience in order to help cope with and handle this tragedy. going back in my apartment has been kind of spooky since he died in there, but after going to the funeral today i was able to be comforted and gain fresh perspective. when we are able to move back in next week and our living room gets repaired, i think living there again will not be so bad because i was able to attend his funeral and celebrate his life.
he was an amazing man who lived a spectacular life and always went out of his way to help others, including my roommates and i. he taught us things when he was alive and i learned so much more about him and his life lessons at his funeral. i feel so blessed to have known him, even just a little bit and only as a maintenance man.
and that is miracle to me.