I just found out that a cousin of mine died last week as the result of a car crash, he was 30 years old and leaves behind a wife and three kids. He lived quite a ways from me, and while I may have met him a few times before, was not someone I was close to. Yet and still, it has me rather upset, mad, sad. I feel like so many bad things have happened to my family in the last few years with the loss of my uncle with a stroke, my brother with a drug overdose, a young girl distant cousin getting hit by a truck, one cousin with cancer, another I don't remember what ailment killed her, and now this cousin in a car crash. That's just those who have died, it seems like plenty of us are suffering with various medical problems, my father with a couple of heart attacks and a stroke which has really slowed him down, my maternal grandmother in rather late stages of dementia, and all sorts of other stuff. These things don't make me happy.
*end angry rant*

