Losing Love

Art

Arturo Castañón Sr.

September 19th, 1958 – July 5th, 2004

Love is a great thing.  It can bring many emotions to ones life.  I have never been in love before, so I do not know how love feels in a relationship.  I do, however, know how it feels to love someone you know so well, and who has always been there for you.  This is a feeling I want to have forever and I never want to lose that person.  Unfortunately for me, I have lost one of those many people.  He was someone I have known my whole life, and who has always been there.  When I lost him, I did not know what to do.  I had never lost a love so strong, and I felt very depressed.

About two months ago my uncle went on a trip to Aguas Calientes, Mexico to pick up his stepson.  On his way back he go in a bad car accident, and unfortunately, he did not make it out okay.  In fact, he never made it out at all.  Ever since then I have had a pain so strong in my heart that I never want to go through what I went the week of the accident.  I know, though, I will eventually have to go through that pain again. That day was the saddest day of my life.  I can remember it clearly.

It was Monday July 5, and I was coming home from the Island with my family after our Fourth of July weekend.  We were sitting quietly in the car when my dad’s cellular phone rang.  When he got off the phone, he told us what had happened.  He told us that my uncle had been in a car accident and might die.  I remember at first thinking he was joking, but when I saw his eyes start to get watery, I knew it was no joke.  I was very scared, but I did not cry.  I couldn’t cry.  I was in shock.  I just remember staring out the car window, praying it wasn’t true.

When we finally got home we waited for the phone to ring because my other uncle was going to find out whether my uncle was okay or not.  Finally, when the phone rang, I answered it and gave it to my mom, who ran to my dad’s room and gave him the phone.  I just waited in the kitchen praying and hoping my uncle was okay.  Then I heard a cry, it was a cry like I had never heard before.  When I heard my dad cry, I knew.  I started freaking out, and then I started crying harder than I ever had before.  It was the worst feeling I have ever felt before in my life, and I didn’t understand why this happened, why he had to go. I know now that I may have lost one of the most special people of my life, but I have never lost my love for him, nor has he lost his love for me.

I still do not understand how life can be so cruel.  I do not understand why he had to go.  He still had his whole life ahead of him.  These are things that will take me a while to understand, or maybe things I will never understand.  All I do know is that heaven gained an angel that day.  I may not be lucky to have lost my uncle, but I am lucky enough to have had someone care about me the way he did.  Love is very strong, and just because you can’t see the person you love, does not mean your love for that person is gone.