Facing death or the loss of a loved one has never been a thing i've enjoyed enduring, but both are as inevitable as the sun setting every day.
I am a graduate of the school of loss-as we all are- and i am of the idea that i like to remember people when they are alive, as opposed to withering away or passed on.
This said, i want to explain here, that i have attended many an funeral and remembrance, and i have been a pall bearer as well.
The task was quiet and extremely somber. I remember my uncle who i was commiserating as a fun loving, life living man. Yet he never really had sort or personality that i'd align my with on a social level.
I think it was when i was delivering flowers on one fine summer morning-at 10:30- he came put of a dive bar i had been walking by and we both stopped short.
This was the first time i had seen him outside of family functions, since i was born.
He was taken aback by seeing me kind if acted weird and be both kind of said 'hello.'
That was the most i'd learned about him up to the age i was.
Anyway, he left this mortal coil when i was 31?
What has happened since i was that age-and especially in the last two years- is that Terri has seen the loss of her step grandfather and his son.
We are losing those we love and do not know, save a photo opportunity and a quick kiss, and that's it.
Or, they seem as strange as they think you are.
Or, they are just people like you and i.
Or, they have their own lives and fates.
Or, we're all headed for the same fate
but we have to remember as they were alive.
Dying and especially death are an inevitable that no one will ever escape.
But as we have loss, we also have gain.
I was just making an observation on how the loss of others may be perceived,and is probably perceived, by at least a few people as the plausible a way to
perceive passes.
