It's the Feast Day of All Saints, today. After the morning mass, I prepared for the Day of the Dead, for tomorrow. Many people around me have passed away this year around me. Some of them were good to me; others were not so. One of them was a crime law professor, who might have worked together on the area. I didn't at last decide to go with him due to certain reasons. My choice was finally proper to the course of my carrier thanks to Lord Jesus. The deepest divide between us was an issue that was fundamental on ethics as lawyers. He insisted that suicide is not illegal. I could not accept his idea on the issue as a Christian. He often referred to suicidal actions, actually. I really hated them. His sudden death had me suspect something bad on him. However, he passed away on a disease that was unknown to him. Hope nothing had torture him in the process. If I had decided to work him at that time, I could not have well gone with him, finally, also on my carrier. At least, I could not become a computer scientist. Nobody handles with his or her life; everything is on the hands of the Almighty God. I was just thinking about that during scribing a note for the tomorrow mass.