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There are certain times, where tact, and decency sometimes just fly out of my mind, and what I think it is important. That being said, some of this may come out kinda bad.. maybe...
One of the recent brothers of UNC's Chapter has ... passed on... is easier to say It is very difficult thing to deal with, death. It is something I have thought about somewhat often, as some of you know, and others, well, here is your clue. I never really expected to have to deal with this side of death, which is kinda silly, my grandmother has emphysema(sp?) and her last friend is not doing too hot as of late. But I have just been very lucky to never have a death near me. To always have that one person barrier, where it is never someone you met, someone you knew, and it is a lot harder.
I don't really know how to react. (and I know everyone deals with grief differently, but I have just never dealt with anything like this.) My mind doesn't know what to do with it. I mean, I am fully aware, almost painfully so, that everything happens for a reason. I have seen it time and time again... but, why? Why her? She was training to be an EMT for god's sake. Why?
and I feel like crap, for not getting to know her better, because she had just become a Brother. and I hate that I didn't hang out with her more before hand.
*sigh* So I think that is the rant I needed to get out. :-)
thanks to everyone for your support and love! It has always been appreciated somewhere under the layers of denial and self-hate. thanks so very much.
One of the recent brothers of UNC's Chapter has ... passed on... is easier to say It is very difficult thing to deal with, death. It is something I have thought about somewhat often, as some of you know, and others, well, here is your clue. I never really expected to have to deal with this side of death, which is kinda silly, my grandmother has emphysema(sp?) and her last friend is not doing too hot as of late. But I have just been very lucky to never have a death near me. To always have that one person barrier, where it is never someone you met, someone you knew, and it is a lot harder.
I don't really know how to react. (and I know everyone deals with grief differently, but I have just never dealt with anything like this.) My mind doesn't know what to do with it. I mean, I am fully aware, almost painfully so, that everything happens for a reason. I have seen it time and time again... but, why? Why her? She was training to be an EMT for god's sake. Why?
and I feel like crap, for not getting to know her better, because she had just become a Brother. and I hate that I didn't hang out with her more before hand.
*sigh* So I think that is the rant I needed to get out. :-)
thanks to everyone for your support and love! It has always been appreciated somewhere under the layers of denial and self-hate. thanks so very much.