[pyreo]

I don't usuallyfeel right posting about negative stuff here, mostly because the only reason to put it here is to preserve it and it's not like I want to re-experience things that are sad. But this is also a life blog so I'm going to make myself write it down instead of pretending it didn't happen.

Today was my grandfather's funeral. I think he

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[allismine]

Death is a very strange occurrence to experience. The reactions can be very delayed depending on who you've lost--even when it doesn't really affect you at first, there's always a single moment in time when your loss really hits home that this person is gone, and it isn't fucking fair in the slightest how people once involved in your life will suddenly never speak to you on the phone again, never smile at you again, never eat or get up in the mornings or appreciate bright, sunny spring days anymore. You lose a part of yourself alongside them.

The reassurance of an afterlife, regardless of your religious orientation, is solely meant for the consolation of the affected, because I don't know about you, but a prayer and a service and a bible reading sure as hell isn't doing him any good. Personally, I've always entertained the idea that death is just a stage one passes, the one universality all of us as mortals share, and it's worth appreciation. It's worth looking back and remembering all the good they've done for us and others in the past, and yes, all the bad alongside it, because it's the good and the bad that makes us human. Remember them for who they were to you, not for where you believe they'll be going.

It's just a stage. Remember him and appreciate him for everything he's done and felt said on this stage, with you, because his presence has affected your life, and that memory is what you should be holding close. That's the notion that means something.

I'm so sorry about your grandfather, Pyro. From what I heard, he was a good man. Best wishes to you and everyone affected by this loss. I'm always here to talk if you need me.