Breaking
3 weeks ago, Jason and Iris held a memorial for their son, Kaden, at CCIC. The news of his passing was a shock unto itself. But I didn't feel the gravity of it all until this memorial service. There were requests to help photograph so I volunteered. It was a heavy ceremony.
All through out the ceremony, I did whatever I could to help capture the event. All the while, I seemed to be fine. However, towards the end of the ceremony, I felt like I had to fight back some tears.
In the line, when I came up to Jason and Iris, I just lost it. To tell you the truth, I broke down crying like I've never had before. I felt overcome with grief. Even after the crowd had went downstairs for refreshments, I felt a need to stay in the sanctuary. I'm not entirely sure why. There's a part of me that really wanted to collect myself, reflect, and then pray. I almost felt very "undignified" in losing it like that.
Even after 3 weeks, I have no idea what really happened there. I've been to a few funerals, some of whom were military services. While feeling a sense of loss there, I don't recall even the slightest inkling to just break down crying. However, in this one, it was more than just an inkling. I was floored. I don't know what to make of this. I didn't even know him. He was but only a few months old.
I'm not saying that I even entirely understand what Jason and Iris went through. But, if I were in a simliar situation, I don't know if I could even handle it. To this day, I wonder what it was. As I close this entry, I'll continue to pray for their wellbeing...
3 weeks ago, Jason and Iris held a memorial for their son, Kaden, at CCIC. The news of his passing was a shock unto itself. But I didn't feel the gravity of it all until this memorial service. There were requests to help photograph so I volunteered. It was a heavy ceremony.
All through out the ceremony, I did whatever I could to help capture the event. All the while, I seemed to be fine. However, towards the end of the ceremony, I felt like I had to fight back some tears.
In the line, when I came up to Jason and Iris, I just lost it. To tell you the truth, I broke down crying like I've never had before. I felt overcome with grief. Even after the crowd had went downstairs for refreshments, I felt a need to stay in the sanctuary. I'm not entirely sure why. There's a part of me that really wanted to collect myself, reflect, and then pray. I almost felt very "undignified" in losing it like that.
Even after 3 weeks, I have no idea what really happened there. I've been to a few funerals, some of whom were military services. While feeling a sense of loss there, I don't recall even the slightest inkling to just break down crying. However, in this one, it was more than just an inkling. I was floored. I don't know what to make of this. I didn't even know him. He was but only a few months old.
I'm not saying that I even entirely understand what Jason and Iris went through. But, if I were in a simliar situation, I don't know if I could even handle it. To this day, I wonder what it was. As I close this entry, I'll continue to pray for their wellbeing...
