It's Another Day

Trinidad - It's Saturday morning again, and very much like last Saturday exactly one week ago, it's another surreal atmosphere. I'd worked through the night, and as dawn broke, we got the call that Clive Bradley had just passed away at hospital. The rest of that day was spent in a kind of denial, that this really wasn't happening, that having worked through the night, I had fallen asleep, and was having a bad dream.

But, like this morning, it was very much a reality. It is no dream. And like last week, I am feeling disoriented. Why? After the wake on Thursday night at Desperadoes panyard in Laventille, followed on Friday morning by the 10 o'clock service at the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception celebrating Bradley's life, supposedly the finality was to be his burial at the cemetery in Diego Martin, Trinidad, where his mother also rests. But there is at this point, no closure. Because there is still this dreamlike state surrounding me, where I still say 'this didn't happen.'

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