death is just the beginning
I have been in situations lately where death has come into play. A friend was remember a loved one that died a year ago last nite and a co-worker’s loved one died just today. It just got me thinking of death and what happens afterwards.
When it comes to death I feel that I don’t have a heart and for those who know me know that I wear my heart on my sleeve for the most part and that I rely of emotions or vibes from others but when it comes to death I don’t have emotion has most people do.
When my grandpa and uncle died in the same year I didn’t shed a tear or didn’t feel sad. I mean I felt sad and that I miss them dearly but that was about it. For years I tried to figure out why I didn’t feel the sorrow that others did. It really, really bothered me that I didn’t show emotion at all.
Last year a friend that I went through high school and college with died. We weren’t close but we like to keep up and compete against each other. It was a great! I remember going home for the wake and seeing everyone form my past. It was good to see everyone again but under the wrong conditions I kind of forgot why I was there for about a min. I know that is so terrible but it is the truth. Well I went up to see his parents and they were missed up and that is totally understandable. I gave the tight hugs and comfort them the best I could. My sister went with me and she was not doing so well. It brought up memories of her past friend that past on and I couldn’t help cuz I didn’t know what to say or anything.
Sometime after his funeral, I don’t remember exactly where it was or were I heard it from, somebody said,
When one passes on you will see them again. It isn’t the end just the beginning for them in there new life with God. They don’t have to worry about the burdens of this world no more and they are at peace. So be happy for them and remember them in your hearts because there memories live in us.Since then I have went to funerals and they still aren’t fun and I still don’t get emotional but I remember that I will see them again and that all things happen for a reason. I have come to the conclusion that I’m going to be strong for those that aren’t and that need the support. I will pray for their families from time to time that they are doing well. I might seem like a heartless person but I’m not. I just keep in mind that it won’t be the last time I see these people again and they don’t have to worry anymore They are with their Father now.
When it comes to death I feel that I don’t have a heart and for those who know me know that I wear my heart on my sleeve for the most part and that I rely of emotions or vibes from others but when it comes to death I don’t have emotion has most people do.
When my grandpa and uncle died in the same year I didn’t shed a tear or didn’t feel sad. I mean I felt sad and that I miss them dearly but that was about it. For years I tried to figure out why I didn’t feel the sorrow that others did. It really, really bothered me that I didn’t show emotion at all.
Last year a friend that I went through high school and college with died. We weren’t close but we like to keep up and compete against each other. It was a great! I remember going home for the wake and seeing everyone form my past. It was good to see everyone again but under the wrong conditions I kind of forgot why I was there for about a min. I know that is so terrible but it is the truth. Well I went up to see his parents and they were missed up and that is totally understandable. I gave the tight hugs and comfort them the best I could. My sister went with me and she was not doing so well. It brought up memories of her past friend that past on and I couldn’t help cuz I didn’t know what to say or anything.
Sometime after his funeral, I don’t remember exactly where it was or were I heard it from, somebody said,
When one passes on you will see them again. It isn’t the end just the beginning for them in there new life with God. They don’t have to worry about the burdens of this world no more and they are at peace. So be happy for them and remember them in your hearts because there memories live in us.Since then I have went to funerals and they still aren’t fun and I still don’t get emotional but I remember that I will see them again and that all things happen for a reason. I have come to the conclusion that I’m going to be strong for those that aren’t and that need the support. I will pray for their families from time to time that they are doing well. I might seem like a heartless person but I’m not. I just keep in mind that it won’t be the last time I see these people again and they don’t have to worry anymore They are with their Father now.
posted by road runner at 1:46 PM
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Yesterday I called my 80 year old neighbor in dead. No one had picked up his mail in weeks, I hadn't seen him, and there was a foul odor coming from his apartment. I called 311 (which is NYC information) and said that I thought he was dead, and didn't know what to do. I didn't want to call 911, because after you are dead, isn't the emergency over? Anyway, they put me through to 911, and 3 mins. later the emergency personnel came. Sure enough, he was dead and rotting in his house. I was so freaked out, I couldn't go back into my place till they took the body away.
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