In September, my cousin, Michael Hoff Tracy, passed from this world alone in his truck in southern California of unknown causes. He was missing for three weeks before someone collecting scrap metal found him. There were no signs of foul play, and he was not robbed. He had just gone to be by himself for a while, maybe to watch the sun go down, or maybe to just be quiet.
Michael Hoff Tracy
He was my first cousin. I never met him, never knew him. In his way he made an impact on my life. I wanted to meet him though. Now I never will.
His sister reported him missing, received the information, made the arrangements for his remains, and sorted through his things. She drew this picture of him.
None of us knows in our final hour where we will be or whom we will leave behind. May the Lord be with all of our loved ones and the unloved also. May we always be truly grateful for those willing to love and help us, because the love in this world is scarce and becoming more scarce with passing time. And what will we do when it is utterly gone from the earth?
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oHo28bIruU]
Quoted from a comment on YouTube:
This song is about the loss of a friend or family member - the passing of them and how life changes without them, how it feels empty and sad. But life is just a visit here and Death is not the end just a different plane of existence.
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