Grief is the price we pay for love.

There are moments in your life when your heart just breaks. My heart broke this morning. I knew that the 19 missed calls from Goa meant only one thing, Eustace had gone.

I can’t deal with the pain in my heart so I am doing the next best thing I know, to write. I deeply loved and cared for Eustace and not for a moment did I ever imagine that death was even a possibility. The freak accident that occurred on the fourth of December left him immobilized chest down, yet he decided to fight back for the sake of his family. He lived for his beautiful wife Jackie and his three daughters, their spouses and his grandson.

Coconuts, they say never hurt any one. Imagine then a bunch of coconuts falling on your spine. But then again, Eustace never hurt anyone. So that makes this tragic death even more painful to accept. Yet like Job, the words ring in my head, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return; the Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.”

My memories of my uncle will always be the best no matter what anyone may say. From the many holidays I spent at his home in Goa, to the kindness he showed in repairing the ancestral home in Paetona, Goa, for my parents golden jubilee which will be celebrated in a few days from now; he was kindness personified for he always gave. The words of Erma Bombeck ring true in the life of Eustace, “When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me.’

At dawn, darkness invaded our family like a thief in the night. The dawn should have brought us light, yet our hearts were plunged in darkness. It feels like midnight at mid day. Yet our faith is our consolation, for Eustace lives with the Lord.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Fr Warner D’Souza


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6 thoughts on “Grief is the price we pay for love.”

  • A special place reserved for the special man in your life..
    May his soul rest in peace..and his family comforted by faith and prayers.

  • Beautifully and painfully written.

    May God Bless Eustace’s soul and be with you and the rest of the family in a time like this.

    Peace be with you. ❤️

  • A rich award awaits the one who gave hoping for nothing in return. That’s why Euatace is rich today. For at the end, we shall be judged on how much we loved. He’s much closer to you than you can imagine. Sincere condolences and the Lord’s consolstion Fr. Warner.

  • Uncle Eustace lives on… through the legacy of love he created..and shared.. Christmas is special in the place reserved for him by the heavenly Father.

  • so sorry Warner, our thoughts and prayers are with you all. xx

  • Our sincere prayers and thoughts are with you farther warner and family. Keep writing as your talent keeps so many of us Of ya inspired though this one did bring memories of deep loss for me. Hugs from the miles xo


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