Taking a walk on Mont-Royal, I get to the cross about an hour before Thau passes. As it turns out, Sacha was also on the mountain in the park with his kids. We were both feeling the stress of the last week and separately took the time away from hospital over the weekend. I like to think that the prayer we both separately sent out was to clear the Montreal skies on one of the nicest days since easing out from the dark winter.
Arriving back home, I got the call from Thau's little sister, Vanessa, of the passing, Sacha and I arrived an hour later. I breathed out long, and remembered thinking, "Thau picked such a beautiful day. He would've loved today".
The family was gathered around the room, mother and aunt in vocal mourning and wailing to the spirits. Yav sitting on the bed with his head on his brother's chest and shoulders. Later the entire family gathers for a laying of hands on the body. Voices of mother and aunt are filling the room.
Nyla, Vanessa, Yav & Kafiy
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