Death Is The Worst Thing

Death is a highly personal event. It affects each of us differently. It affected Peter Kocan's man in the City Cafeteria by making him look empty and disoriented. It affected Dylan Thomas by making him think about what there was afterward, and what you could do to avoid it. Death even affected Robert Lowell by making him realise how much it changed his life. I, fortunately, seem to have avoided death in many ways, but also have been touched by it, even recently.

Five days had passed this time since anyone had heard from my mother. I remember praying to God to protect her from harm and for me to find her. The next day she showed up, but not in the way we had hoped. One morning as I was getting ready for school my sophomore year in high school, my phone rang to the voice of my stepfather. My stepfather had told me he heard a call come over the dispatch scanner at his work and my mother’s name was mentioned. The sheriff had informed my stepfather that my mother had been involved in an accident. My stepfather asked me to go to the emergency room and see what condition my mother was in because he lived a half hour away from the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital I found my mother cut out of her clothes, covered in her own urine, massive amounts of blood all over her body, and lying lifeless on life support on the table. At this point, no one knew whether my mother would be okay. My mother had bleeding on the brain as well as a tear in her shoulder, a shattered face, and a chest tube draining fluid from her lung which had collapsed. All I could do was pray! My mother’s life was in God’s hands now. Three days later she woke

Death is something that many people fear and many people face. Most people do not know exactly when they are going to die, but being given a sort of idea of that can change the way someone thinks and acts drastically. Death is in escapable. Everyone must die eventually, some young, like my friend in fifth grade who passed from being in an ATV accident, and others old, such as my 15 year old cat who recently passed.

The reality that someone has been removed eternally from your lifetime is a large, unwieldy fact to come to terms with. However, the funeral provides a psychological point of closure so that healing may begin. As stated by Selected Funeral Homes, “…a loved one's death is much more of a process-requiring hours, days, and even weeks to fully believe the reality. Because this realization of death is not instantaneous, funeral rituals help people gradually accept that their loved one has made the transition from here to there.” This is an important point to ponder and internally understand in a world of instant gratification and resets. Often seen in the American pop culture of film, TV, and video game violence are the numerous deaths and gruesome ends that characters meet. It is all too easy to focus on the hero’s triumph, or hit the reset button one more time. It is a world of quick reward and feedback, and if that has not been achieved, you do it again until you are satisfied. It is critical to realize that there is a permanent “game over” for people and things in the real world in order to re-shift focus on coming together as a society to create and celebrate a shared piece of

September 27th 2009. I was on my dad’s weekend and my mom was in the hospital for a weeks. I would visit her every day and sometimes bring her flowers. But on september 27th I woke up and walked into my living room and my dad was sitting on the couch looking sad. I asked what was wrong and then a knock was heard on the door it was my step dad and half brother. My step dad had puffy eyes he was crying. He told me to sit down and my brother came out and sat next to me. My dad looked at us and he spoke up your mother had just passed this morning. I was shocked I was hurt I was scared.I didn’t know if i should cry or run away. I’ve learned that losing someone you love is tough.

The first argument that Socrates gives about death in “The Apology”nis that no one should fear death because we should only fear things that we know to be bad, and we do not know for a fact that death is a bad thing. In the second argument, he provides two different possibilities of what happens after death. The first one says that death is like dreamless sleep, which is good. The second says that death is a journey to an interesting place, which is good as well. He therefore comes to the conclusion that death must be good. I do not think either one of these arguments succeeds. The first argument at first seems rational, but upon further analysis of it I realized that it is untrue because I think the main reason why people fear

Everyone is going to lose someone they love at some point in life. It is simply the way life works, and how each individual handles the loss can change everything. If a person doesn’t handle the loss well it can ruin everything, tearing their life apart. On the opposite end of that a death could just be a small set back in life before moving forward. The grief is too much for some to bear; they go mad, unable to operate without this person in their life.

Death can either bring people closer together or push them farther away. It is a turning point for everyone close to them. Death brings out how people feel and what the person did to help or didn't do to help. As shown in Antigone and in The tragedy of Julius Caesar, death is delicate subject that can affect everything that happens in the future.

Death is normally an uncomfortable topic for most. However, realization that death can occur at any time is critical. Many people have this unrealistic notion that our loved ones will be with us for a long time. Most people see death as something that happens in old age. They believe they have time to prepare their hearts for the death of a loved one. However, sometimes this does not always happen. Sometimes people are taken from us too soon.

Death leaves a heartache that no one can fix. It has been like this pretty much since the beginning of time. There are obviously different types of dying, like suicide or murder for example, and also different deaths in general. Death of a friend, family member or a king or soldier as well. There are some similarities dealing with death in today’s world and earlier times.

In the midst of undergoing a serious life-altering incident, one often experiences the feeling of a paradigm shift. It is amazing to see how our perspectives of the world shift when forced to reflect on what is truly important. Such is the way with death. Being near death causes a sharp realization of what is truly important in life--love of family and friends, faith in God, and making the world a better place to live in--and enables one to not merely accept this, but apply it to their life as well. All those typical, average daily worries and concerns about homework, professional careers, food, sleep, personal grooming, etc., while important and necessary in everyday life must seem unbelievably miniscule when the death has wiped ones

One sunny day in the summer of 2012, I was up at my Aunt Jenny’s house when I got the unexpected call from my grandmother. I knew that my mom had health issues but I thought they were all solved when she got the first surgery when she was 14, but I never thought that I was going to nearly lose my mom again from the same situation. It was hard to know that I could have lost her so abruptly. It was extremely hard to get used to my mom being in the hospital and having to learn what I was going to do next in life. I tried to keep myself occupied so I would not have to think about her in the condition she was in but that only made me more depressed than I was to begin with. I did not have any one to talk to about it and I just kept all my feelings inside because I did not want anyone to know how horrible I truly felt. I started to understand for what reason and why it happened when I met to my best friend of four years. Sophie is a big

Don’t get me wrong, it was the worst pain I have ever felt and I know at that time it didn’t seem like it was going to change how I felt about my own life but it did. More importantly, I have learned from my father’s passing is that you can not let someone’s death determine yours. The journey that I have encountered after my father’s passing has been long and painful and very self-satisfying to be able to live a life that I once thought was destroyed. The death of my father brought a quietus to the pain that I was living and gave me a new life to begin. Even in death, my father has taught me about love, life, and freedom that I never knew the true meaning of. To truly be free after the death of a loved one is knowing and believing that life is purposeful. For that reason, I found the freedom to exist after death because of my

Many often feel when a loved one dies it is evil that they are being put through those feelings. Instead of making another person go through that evil, turn it in to good. Ease the pain of death by bringing new life to someone who has been suffering. It is one of the simplest and most effective ways to help erase the pain one feels and bring happiness back into their life.

Life is a given but death is where life is being taken away and within this time people mourn people are sad emotion and confused and question why this had happened. I was 11 years old when I experienced my first official lost and my heart had felt like it had shattered into millions of pieces and all of a sudden where you thought you were full of joy a cloud of darkness comes over you. With this type of darkness it's more than just grief because if you compare a lost thing such as a toy you can replace it or have a chance to find it again but in this case you are left with a place in the ground to visit and there's no way or finding it's a lost item that will not be able to be retrieved again. I lost my a family member but she was so much more to me she was my best friend a sister that I could always talk to and be able to be with every family visit reunions and our traditional 4th of July bbq and now I stay home because it doesn’t seem right to be there without here and sit there alone.