Death…It Happens

Posted on July 3, 2009
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I find myself annoyed with the way people freak out when someone they never knew dies. The news spreads so fast when someone famous dies, like they are somehow immune from death. Like they are the cans in the pantry with no expiration date while the rest of us mold.

It’s not just the famous people’s deaths either, most people freak out even if it is someone they only sort of knew, a friend of a friend. Someone you met once at a friend’s wedding in a far away state a few years ago.

You have to realize that those people that react so strongly to the news of someone’s death have never had anyone really close to them die. Death still hasn’t become real to them yet, their bubble of life has not been popped by the reality needle of mortality.

Those of us who have had a close loved one pass away slowly or quickly ripped out of our lives unexpectedly know all too well how fragile life really is. We wear the handprint of death like an unseen scar of the war of life. There is no scarier feeling than that first time you feel death brush past you as it claims someone close. The shock wave of the true reality of just how small we are in the grand scheme of things, as if a giant hand could reach down from the sky and wipes us all out in the blink of an eye.

Hearing of the death of another human no longer sends feelings of shock but by no means does it hurt any less either. I like to think that is a blessing and not a curse, the ability to go on living and loving. Loving whole heartily with every fiber of our beings still knowing how the story will end.

So instead of getting angry at people’s reactions to death I’ve decided to view it like watching a small child play with a jack-in-the-box. You get the same reaction everytime………thank goodness. Because what happens when we just don’t react at all anymore, what then?

 

 

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