In Shock.

This sunset photo of bending over the earth suddenly feels much bigger

Talking with the lawyer this morning, about a leftover thing that needed to be signed, she informs me that the man who sold me the land just died.

Not sure I was understanding correctly I contacted his son/grandson Irvin who confirmed.

I am in shock. I don’t know what happened.

Irvin told me that they have his body and invited me to go visit in front of the restaurant where we had met, across from their house, across from where the older (99-year-old) gentleman, Jose Luis’ dad lives. It cracks my heart to think about this man burying his son at his age. I mean, you would think he would get a pass on grief, no?

I told Irvin I would come by this morning because, well, because I did.

I don’t believe I have ever seen an open casket, and also I am fairly certain that I have no landmark for how this works over here, other than it works differently than it does in France or the US. This will be an opportunity for humility and learning and feeling.

Maybe I will learn more about what happened. Maybe not.

I do know that he had decided to stop selling pieces of land for a while. His wife had made a joke while we were signing that he could get kidnapped. I believe that was a joke…

He looked really healthy to me and talked about building a house for him and his wife.

The last thing he said to me was: “I am going to watch you build your house.”

Goodness.