finding out absurdity on the edge of 26

some days ago, a friend's sister died. she was 20.someone at the funeral said she was like a star.literally! that she lit up her world so. her mother,upon arriving at their house to a daughter greeting her from a coffin, buckled and had to be carried inside. there was not a dry eye in the house,as Meatloaf so eloquently said.
so it was that day,that i went from a funeral to a celebration of life.a birthday.of a friend with a baby in her belly.
so it was that i went from a place of utter devastation to a place of joy and happiness.
only to be called away because my grams' had had a seizure.
it was almost a Siddhartha Gautama epiphany for me.
a beautiful.dead.girl.
an expecting.expectant.mother.on her birthday.
my grandmother.92.in her skin. and bones.
life not enough
life on the verge of being birthed
life dying to die