Life Is The Value Of Life

My great-grandmother was the matriarch of my family. When I was in seventh grade, around thirteen years old, she passed away due to breast cancer. This misfortune created an extremely difficult time for me because, not only was I adjusting to the environment of junior high, but many other issues were occurring in my life; this was the third death that I was having to deal with. Unfortunately, one of the previous deaths (that I was still trying to hurdle through and come to terms with), had occurred almost exactly a year before the passing of my great-grandmother. The second death that I had gone through occurred only one or two months before my great-grandma has passed. All of this turmoil created numerous internal conflicts for me, but also taught me a key lesson to keep note of, for the rest of my life.

Lucy is experiencing a situation in which the men supporting her are unfamiliar with, and they are desperate to find ways to save her. They see that Lucy’s lack of blood is preventing her from maintaining her healthy human form, and they are willing to sacrifice their blood to help save her. They do not think about the negative impacts it has on them at the time. Although it takes a lot of effort (and blood) to keep Lucy alive, they feel it is worth it. Letting her pass away could be viewed as a moral choice if numerous efforts were not made to save her. This choice becomes a gray area because doctors take an oath to save all lives. Since many people have tried many times to replenish and heal her, soon, more bad than

My grandpa went through many of those events in life, but mainly with his sons and daughters. Most of my aunts and uncles on my father's side died from unnatural causes. Such causes of their deaths were from abusive relationships, alcoholism, plague (pollio) and organ failures. The main point is, it ought to be heartbreaking to see your children become deceased before your time is up. Throughout the twelve kids, only three survived to live till this very day. As for devastating, my grandfather's main treasure was my grandmother. My grandparents were married for seventy years. They raised, provided for them and together fought hard times. My  grandfather's heart was completely shattered with her death. She had been the only one there for him in life to take care of him. With my grandmother recently deceased, family turned against my grandpa and everything went wrong. His last daughter that lived began to steal his money and his wife's jewelry. His youngest son with his wife tried to take over the house and together tried to put the only son that was helping him in jail, my father. In the end, my grandpa sold his most valued house and stood away from his son and daughter. He lost everything that meant a lot to him, the house, his kids and his

Everyone thinks human life is valuable. Some of those against capital punishment believe that human life is so valuable that even the worst murderers should not be deprived of the value of their lives.

Imagine being told one day a loved one has been savagely murdered. I could not imagine being told something like that, but I have had to go through the deaths of two grandmothers at the hands of cancer. I can personally say watching someone you love day in and day out suffer is one of the hardest things a person can go through. My dad’s mom passed away before I was even born, so I am left with knowing my grandmother loved me so much but I never got to meet her. My mom’s mother passed away when I was eight years old and she was always my babysitter and loved me more than anything, but they were both taken away from me due to breast cancer.

One of the hardest things for me is moving to Georgia. I was going to miss my grandma, dad, and my sisters. The trip was long and hot it. There were five of us in the car plus a We were almost out of gas and there wasn’t a gas station for miles I was terrified then we finally made it. We were living

When my dad was around 25 he lost his mom to cancer. It hit him really hard. It couldn't of came at a harder because he had a baby on the way. He knew that he had to stay positive for his family and his sister. His sister was the most devastated of them

The toughest time I went through was saying goodbye to my friends and moving to Minnesota when I was in 2nd grade. When we pack up our house and left for Minnesota I thought I wouldn’t ever see them again. It turns out a few months later we went back to Illinois and we got to visit my school and friends again. It was After getting to spend time bitter sweet. I felt excited and very sad at

A SS officer had to grab her and take her off from her mother. The SS officer had told her that she was too young to die and for that reason she could not go with her mother. This scene was the most powerful and tragic to me because I myself could not bare being apart form my mother in such a time like back then. I possibly could just not imagine my life without my mother. My mother is my all and everything. For that reason I believe that particular scene felt so powerful specifically to me. This scene could offer various lessons or messages, but the one I think is the biggest is to value and respect your parents because you never know if you will see them the next day.

Whenever I hear somebody complaining about how hard life is to them, I think, “you have no idea”. None of us have any clue how sick our lives could really be. In America, life is precious.

I like the theme you point out from The Wind Will Carry Us, the value of life. Inferring the life and death in film title which is a quote from an Iranian poem, the film invites us to recognize the value of life. In the scene when the protagonist Behzad’s face is photographed in extreme close-up as he is shaving, it seems that he is using the camera lens as a mirror. Instead of observing the funeral rites of an elderly woman of the village who is currently on her deathbed as the purpose of his journey to the remote village, he is now observed.

The death of a loved one is one of the most challenging events I have had to overcome. The summer of 2014, I was just going into my junior year, was one for the books. It was an absolutely amazing summer. My sister had her first baby in May and we were getting to make his first summer his best, but little did we know it would also be his last. We lost him at the end of July. It was one of the hardest things to cope with. So many unanswered questions still to this day stand.

This taught me to enjoy the company of my family while I can because you never know how much longer they may have left. My grandfather's death taught me family is the most important thing life has to offer. Nothing is more important than family. Being a family means nobody should be left behind or forgotten. Not even the ones we have lost. I depend on my family, as my family depends on me.

Losing my grandmother was one of the worst things that have happened to me. When she died, I knew my life had changed. I watched her take her last breath in the hospital and it was very heartbreaking. She was like my second mom because she was always with me. I didn’t think it would come so soon. Dealing with her death was one of the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do. It was very hard because it was my second experience of losing someone very close to me around the same time of the year. I had to learn how to cope with losing her. I let all my emotions out, I didn’t listen to what anyone was saying, and I had to remember to take care of myself. Losing my grandmother changed me because she did everything for me. I had to grow up and be more responsible. I had to learn how

The hardest time in a person's life is often following the death of a close family member. Death is hard, losing someone you love and see on a daily basis causes great grief and sorrow. For me that special person I lost was my Dad. My father died when I was twelve and it was no doubt the hardest time of my life. Our relationship was indescribable I was his little buddy and we went absolutely everywhere together, and when he died it was like he just disappeared from my life forever. As a young boy you really do not know how to react to such a terrible situation. Neil Ibrahim a father of four dies young and it's just you and your brother left to carry the family name. Throughout the grieving process one learns who really cares about his or hers well being and the upbringing of their children without a father, losing your father makes you more responsible and a more humble person because you are all they left behind.