Colleen And Shawn: A Short Story

Weeks later, sorrow spread throughout all branches of the family. Grandmama passed on and the family gathered once again for the funeral. Several relatives flew in from Mexico and those from northern California returned. The funeral was filled with tears, but there was also joy at seeing relatives whom my mother, aunts, and grandmothers had not seen in many years. Although the reason for assembly was heartbreaking, my family, young and old, came together to celebrate the life of

In response to the whole situation, Till’s mother decided to have an open casket funeral, she wanted to show the world what had been done to her

Remembered as an amazing woman, her will and determination were unwavering and she fought her illness with self-respect and strength until her final day. She remained dignified and grateful in the most difficult of circumstances and wanted to thank those who cared for her particularly the staff of ward 32 at Castle Hill Hospital and especially her daughter Lynne, and grandchildren who surrounded her with love and were always there to hold her held.

no vital signs however she was resuscitated. She was in a coma for three weeks and was

As a nurse and head matron, Phoebe Pember made a positive difference in an otherwise environment. She was the first woman to hold any position at the Chimborazo hospital. Her duties were to oversee the preparation and administration of the surgeon’s prescription of medication and special diets. She personally read for, wrote for, cared for, and authorized as many wounded as she could. Phoebe Pember dealt with death on a daily basis, these deaths were anywhere from sudden to horrifying. (Archives)

“Kirsty I don't know how to say this in a happy way but mom died. She died 10 minutes after you left. She woke up and said she loved us very much then passed away. There was no one there so the doctor called me and told me the news. He is very sorry for us and told us to stay strong. The funeral will be in a week in Utah” -Cathy

It is commonly believed that the best way to influence people to act is through encouragement and positivity. This notion is dispelled throughout “As I Lay Dying”, as numerous characters are guided to function based off of the cruelty that was completed upon them. All together, the Bundren family met by various cruel events on their mission to bury their dead mother. The inhuman and wicked acts, however, do not bind the family together in an attempt to achieve one goal, but rather proves that the family values their own personal objectives more than that of the the entire group.

Their parents asked Johan and me to give the Eulogy at the funeral. A little part of me wanted to say No, because I felt that it was my fault that they were dead.

My pain is so constant; my insides feel like they want to explode. Why? Because it’s my fault he died; it comes down to one thing, and that was it wasn’t anyone else’s responsibility to stay by his side but mine, so I, and I alone failed him.

was a burden for her friends and family staying alive in her condition. She recovered from this

Abbey would stay with our father while I had some much needed time away. If she was unable to, the visiting hospice nurse accompanied his needs. The hours I spent at a bunch of graves would appear obsessive to some, but it was comforting to be near even if it was at gravestones. Perhaps it was a way to connect with Calvin, despite the reality of his death. Visiting his stone, keeping the lots maintained; all of these factors, as trivial as they were, helped with my grief. A minor part of me felt foolish, while the majority indispensably embraced this without

I was shocked and deeply saddened to hear my the that Beth has passed away. I wanted to write to you and tell you that I’m deeply sorry for your loss. I know how much Beth loved her children and grandchildren and I just want you to know that I’m thinking of you and them in this difficult time.

The rest of the family have moved on long ago. Neither mom or dad seemed to take great notice in the death but you could tell that mom was feeling

Immediately after hearing the news of her passing, I knew I had to act. I understood the impact Mr. Leetham had on our community. Not only to support him financially, I wanted him to feel the comfort and fallback our community has to offer. I wanted to dedicate a dinner to him and invite the community as a whole. Knowing I could not do this by myself, I asked my parents

“Negan,” Lucille – the real Lucille whispered. He didn’t hear her and ran out the door. Lucille floated down to the floor, staring after him. “Negan.” Turning back to her corpse, Lucille reached out and touched the bed. It felt solid under her hand. She reached out and touched her corpse’s twitching foot – and her hand phased through. When she quickly jerked her hand back, the foot moved with it, kicking the air violently. “What the hell is this?”