Death

The death of a loved one is something that you never completely get over. Its something that you struggle with until you are able to accept it and tolerate the pain enough to where you can go back to living your day to day life. Death is an unfortunate tragedy that we all have to deal with sooner or later. Whether later is tomorrow, next week, next year, or even ten years from now; we will all have to face it and come to terms with it eventually. Unfortunately in my life I have experienced death a myriad of times; when my grandfather died, when my grandmother died, when childhood best friend died, when someone at my school committed suicide, when my friend died of cancer, and now I’m preparing myself to go through that experience again.

Death is never something that you can get use to. It’s not something that you can just deal with and it will go away. It is a permanent and final end to someone whom you care about. No matter what you will always have that empty place in your life where that person once fit. But, just because we feel pain and we grieve doesn't mean that we have a right to stop living our lives just because they aren't here anymore. I know that it might feel “wrong” to live on without them but you need to think about how  they would feel seeing you give up your one chance to make a change and be great on on this crazy planet that we live on. How would they feel, knowing that you are taking for granted what was taken from them? What would they tell you to do? In most cases they would tell you to stop being stupid, to get over it, that you always have all the good memories with them, that you cant stop living just because they did. And that true, you cant. In the end it’ll only hurt you more to sit there on your couch eating a tub of ice cream and sobbing while watching MTV than it will to get up off that couch, take a shower, and head on down to Starbucks and get yourself a coffee.

My grandfather and I were very close, he was more important to me than anyone. He was a mentor and a teacher to me. He died in 2007. I was young when he died but not young enough to not understand that I would never see my grandfather again. I can remember the first time I visited his grave. I sat beside his grave marker and leaned my head against it as I talked to my grandfather; telling him about my life, how much I missed him, and how much I loved him. that day, I remembered something that someone had told me the day of his funeral; “when someone dies, all of their pain and suffering is over. They have no more worries, and no more troubles. They get to go to be free of all the unnecessary troubles we go through every day. They get to go home and be with Jesus for the rest of eternity. You shouldn't be sad that they’re gone. You should be happy that he is in such a better place than we are, and that they get to spend the rest of eternity watching us grow as people, and seeing all of the medicals that happen to us”. Even if you aren't a Christian or even if you aren't religious at all, I’m sure you can appreciate the message that I’m trying to send. Even though your loved one is gone, be happy for them. They are in a much better place. And just because they're no longer on earth doesn't mean that they aren't there for you. And you can’t stop living your life just because their life is over. 


If you’ve actually read this far thank you!! It’s more than I could ever expect or ask for. If you thought that this was interesting and you like what I write or my writing style or you just feel like it please read some of my other posts. Remember to comment and tell me what you think. Remember to follow your dreams, make good choices, and keep on trying; life could always be worse than it is. 

love, Seattle Girl