My brother-in-law passed away on Easter Sunday. In his case, it’s more appropriate to acknowledge that he died on April 1st; when @bhoneydew and I heard the news, we first thought it was a bad joke.
In truth, we’re not sure it wasn’t.
He was 33. He’d moved out of our basement (where he’d been living off and on for the past three years as he bounced between jobs) three weeks prior. He had been at a new job, one that he liked very much, for only a week. He got up to go into his parents’ kitchen, collapsed, and could not get up. He died in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.
The family has more questions than will probably ever be answered, but that is expected, even if this wasn’t.