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Everytime there's a death in my family (regardless of who they are and how close I am to that person) it's always difficult to endure. It has a lot to do with my uncles death two years ago. I have said this before and I will say it again...in my whole existence of life my uncle's death was/is by far the hardest thing I had to go through.
Again, on June 15th, we've lost another loved one in my family in yet another tragic way. When my mother got the phone call and told me, all my past pain for my uncle's death re-submerged. I was not close to this loved one unfortunately but I did have the privilege to know her and always thought of her as a happy-go-lucky beautiful soul. A lot of the pain I felt when I was told the news had a lot to do about my uncle and the pain and obstacles we (as a family) had to overcome after his death.
I believe when you're in so much pain after a loved one has died half of the pain has to do with the fact of seeing the people you love in pain as well. It's amazing how much emotion can come over you just by looking at someone's face when they're crying so hard that they're not able to breathe. It's hard to see people you love hurting...so hard. It's even harder to stay strong while they're crying on your lap and you're wanting to break down with them.
As tragic as death is...I appreciate it. I appreciate only because it gives me a reality check. As cliche as it sounds it really does make me see how short life is. Life wouldn't be precious if we were immortal. Because of death I have all desires to do what I want to do and be who I want to be. As much pain as it causes, as much as my heart breaks everytime, I am grateful.
For that I am stronger.
Again, on June 15th, we've lost another loved one in my family in yet another tragic way. When my mother got the phone call and told me, all my past pain for my uncle's death re-submerged. I was not close to this loved one unfortunately but I did have the privilege to know her and always thought of her as a happy-go-lucky beautiful soul. A lot of the pain I felt when I was told the news had a lot to do about my uncle and the pain and obstacles we (as a family) had to overcome after his death.
I believe when you're in so much pain after a loved one has died half of the pain has to do with the fact of seeing the people you love in pain as well. It's amazing how much emotion can come over you just by looking at someone's face when they're crying so hard that they're not able to breathe. It's hard to see people you love hurting...so hard. It's even harder to stay strong while they're crying on your lap and you're wanting to break down with them.
As tragic as death is...I appreciate it. I appreciate only because it gives me a reality check. As cliche as it sounds it really does make me see how short life is. Life wouldn't be precious if we were immortal. Because of death I have all desires to do what I want to do and be who I want to be. As much pain as it causes, as much as my heart breaks everytime, I am grateful.
For that I am stronger.