THREE DEATHS

My Portuguese grandmother had an old belief that births and deaths always came in threes and it seems to always be the case in my life. 

While pregnancies are usually a happy thing –  I always eagerly await for the second and  third announcements to celebrate – when someone dies, I brace myself for the additional sadness to come. 

Not long ago, I wrote about the work colleague that passed and how it affected me, even if I hardly knew him. Then my grandmother passed. Not the Portuguese one, who died many years ago, the other one who was my last living grandparent. 

I was waiting for death number three for a while. I’m not sure why but usually the first two happen in succession and the third one after a break. I had forgotten about it when it struck. 

Another work colleague – a young woman, younger than me, healthy, happily married, with two small children – entered hospital on a Monday with a bacterial infection said to be pneumonia. On Saturday she died of septicaemia. I was in shock. 

I knew her. We were not friends but I knew her well. She worked in HR and had contact with everyone in our company. 

I feel especially sad to think her children will grow without their mother and I cry.

It also serves me as a reminder not to take life for granted. I feel my quest for happiness and love is not so stupid after all. 

I feel I need to allow myself this chance. 


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4 Comments Add yours

  1. nkdwhtguy says:

    I’ve always heard that deaths happen in threes. Anytime I hear of a celebrity death I wait for the other two to happen. Usually it does.

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    1. DFMGhost says:

      Unfortunately it always seems to happen around me. I brace myself and wait.

      Like

  2. Of course you deserve to be happy!

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    1. DFMGhost says:

      Thank you 💖💙

      Liked by 1 person

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