Death

[Soulrev]

I have a hard time dealing with the deaths of people I know. When my grandmother died the day after Christmas of 03 I didn't know how to react.. I still can't believe she's gone... She lived far away so I'm used to not seeing her, but the fact that she's gone now still seems surreal..

Then I got to thinking about my parents, how much I see them and need them.. I can't imagine either of them dying.. How do people deal with this? It honestly scares the hell out of me to think that someday it'll just be me and my sister, and our own little families of course.. But.. I dunno..

It's hard for me to accept the death of anyone. I've lost friends in car accidents and to this day it still just doesn't seem true.

Just writing down my thoughts I guess..

- B

[Onyx]

I was just thinking the same thing.

It's hard to comprehend that I won't ever be able to talk to Laura again or read any new posts from her or order any clothes or talk about makeup or just silly fun things like that. Here I go with tears in my eyes again.

I still think about my great grandmother and it's been a lot of years gone by since she died. I think about how she loved babies and how she would have loved to have seen my children when they were small.

Every single day is precious, and every single day that passes is one less that we have. I'm going to spend the days more wisely and stop stressing out over stupid, small things. Life is really, truly too short.

[The_Dark]

My Dad died 2 years ago.. I still talk to him every day.. having his ashes on my dresser actually helps me deal.

My best friend died when we were 25.. I never went to his grave until about 4 years ago. Part of me just pretended he was still in the army off saving the world...

[Daevion]

Yeah, I never thought I would lose my father while he was so young. 54 is way too young if you ask me. A few weeks ago the cancer finally claimed his life and ended his suffering. I guess i lost track of the point I was going to make.

[Nienna]

Death for me creates this kind of silence. Like a quiet empty space that just seems to follow me around for awhile. In time, as I come to accept to loss, the silence lessens. It makes me want to move carefully, speak softly, as if to act normal will disturb the silence and make my memories of the person disappear.

[Brenda Starrr]

My grandma died when I was pregnant with my daughter almost 10 years ago. Grandma sometimes talks to me through her, which is freaky. These are things that only my grandma knew. When I found my little lump, I cried to my grandma. I asked her to watch over me, as I didn't want to go through what she went through. I know when she is here with me. I learned to appreciate life a whole lot more when she passed. Now that Laura has passed, I feel that "Life is so short. Try to do the right things" sensation. I told my kids every day that life is short. Now, I'll continue to do so.

[DisturbedMania]

Death is a complicated concept because in my heart, as I see it, my grandpa, whom I was very close to, is able to still be with me. Just after he died I got a better job and as I was driving home I thought "Bobbles is going to be so excited for me." And, then I burst out in tears as the reality of his physical presence not being there when I got home hit. But, I can still feel his presence when I need him. I don't look at death as an end, just a continuation of a cycle. Energy is never just simply gone, scientific fact.

[fallennon]

I'm with you on this. I don't know what I'd do if I lost my parents. I was close to my great grandparents. When they died in 94 and 96 I didn't know how to handle it. I don't think I even cried over it until 2000...

[Fierce Critter]

As a woman in my mid 30's with parents just a year from their 80's, one of which had a quad bypass 4 years ago, I am becoming more and more scared of death every day. Especially being 700 miles away from them.

I am enjoying life right now to the point where, if i was taken, I would be pretty pissed and more than likely ghost for a while. I'm just not ready to go.

I fear for my husband's death, 'cause I can't imagine life without him.

So right now, I'm not real crazy about the concept of death. Before I had people to love and when my parents were a lot younger, the concept of death didn't bother me. But now, I have people I don't want to lose. With every one of my parents' same-age friends and relatives that dies (and MANY have in recent years), my fear of their mortality grows and grows and becomes a near panic for me to get moved back up north.

Losing my brother in 1999 was one of the most difficult deaths I've dealt with in my life. His circumstances were uncannily similar to Laura's. His birthday was in January, and he died in January. So this past month has been full of memories & some continued grieving that comes up once in a while.

I mostly can deal with it now. But things still come up when I least expect them. Some make me sad, some make me smile.

I don't think you ever totally "get over" the death of someone you love. But you do reach a point where you can function and get on with your life. Things will come up that'll make you stop short now and again, but if you have something to live for, they don't stop you for long.

[torn asunder]

death and life are one and the same, to me. it took me a long time to understand, and i'm still very sad when it happens, but i accept it, and i realize that, tho a person's vessel is gone, they continue to exist, somewhere in dreams, thoughts, that other plane of existence that some call heaven... after all, who are we, but the thoughts we have? if we never woke up from dreaming, would we know it was dream, or would it be real life? are we dreaming now, and when we "die" are we waking from this dream? "the matrix" might not be so far from true, really... i'm rambling now, i'll stop...