The most recent of these events was my grandmother passing. Because she was later in life when I was born, we never really had that connection that you might with some family. The older she got, the more she started to slip and that led to me seeing her less and less until she finally died. I can remember her being at birthday parties when I was younger and …show more content…
We listened to the priest talk about her faith and who she was for about an hour before we left the building to go to the cemetery. Her life was summarized in about an hour by a man I had never met and all I was left with was a program in my hand that had a few dates and a picture. When we arrived at the cemetery, nobody seemed like they knew what to do. Looking back, it was understandable why they seemed dazed; it’s hard, if not impossible to prepare for the death of a loved one. Everyone there had known that she had been on the brink of death for a few months, but they still had trouble comprehending what had happened.
A few weeks later after the dust had began to settle in my mind, the thoughts of her death started to creep up on me during around Thanksgiving. Like I mentioned earlier, she had been a part of our Thanksgiving dinner for a long time and the realization that she wouldn’t be there hit our home; especially my mother.
This all led up to me thinking about death; sitting in the chapel sparked a realization how everyone I know, including myself, will eventually die. It’s impossible to understand death completely and it’s also very difficult to cope with the idea of complete loss. I did a lot of thinking and my perspective changed greatly; I came to the conclusion that I should be making the most of what I have by spreading love and kindness to the others surrounding