Losing My Best Friend Essay

Losing someone can be very hard; however, especially if they were suffering when they were alive or just didn’t want to live anymore, it is comforting knowing that they aren’t suffering anymore-they are at peace. When my great grandmother was still alive, she was suffering from depression and just wasn’t in good health. Anyone could tell she wanted to die to be with her husband, my great grandfather. Knowing that she is happier now and not suffering anymore, puts me at ease. She lived her life as a strong women and very brave. I am proud to be her great

I remember it like it was yesterday. My best friend and I, TJ used to always hang out together. We would take walks in the woods, play cars, ride bikes, and sometimes even play hopscotch; things normal kids would do. People thought it was strange to have a boy best friend, but it didn’t matter to me. He was great company on lonely days, and never gossiped about anything. He was the type of friend you could always count on. Little did I know that TJ would soon be gone.

I remember everything as if it were yesterday. The shock, the sadness, the pain, and the sickness she had to suffer. I remember sitting beside her, holding her hand as she had IV’s put into her arms. I remember the conversations we had; she’d explain to me how she just wanted to go outside again; she’d be enthusiastic for the day she got out of the hospital; we made plans for when she beat cancer. Two years have gone by so fast, and there hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought about her.

The experience of a person losing a loved one is very difficult to accept and then cope with. “He gets all teary telling about the good times they had together, how her brother made the war seem almost fun.” pg. 67-68 (Tim O’Brien). Losing someone close to you is hard to accept because once their gone things don’t feel the same anymore and you just can’t stop thinking about them and the memories you guys shared together. It’s also very hard to cope with because you’re so used to having that person around and when their no longer there you feel so empty and that feeling is so horrible. Having to deal with the fact that someone who was so special to you is no longer there isn’t easy to accept.

During our lives we need to cherish the time we have with friends and family that are close to us because nobody is immortal. In the books “Freak the Mighty” and “Bridge to Terabithia” a tragedy struck and the main character still alive found ways to remember their friends. In “Freak the Mighty” a boy named Max wrote a book about the great times he had with his friend who died from Morquio. The same situation happened in a book “Bridge to Terabithia” except the boy Jess continued running their secret fort. So when you do lose someone you should try to find a unique and special way to cherish the memories you share.

This day today is a hard one for all of us. Losing a loved one is the saddest event in our lives. When you lose a loved one, your heart feels heavy and sad. And that’s what I am going through right now.

When I was young, I lost someone who was very dear and close to me. My Uncle Anoosh was arrested before I knew him, when I found out who he was my world changed. I was so interested in his life and the troubles he had to face. I remember the first night he started to tell me stories

Loss I have experienced through my life. The three big losses I experienced is when I lost a family friend, my old dog, and recently one of my very good friends. These have affected me greatly. It is very hard to lose someone you are close to and it can be a very dark time in someone’s life. My fire or music helped me through it. I listened to songs that helped me express how I feel. It is still a very hard thing to think about and go through, but I’m happy I got through

Have you ever thought about how life could take a turn by losing someone that has spent their life and time with you since day one? I know I haven’t especially losing my hero.In 2008 it happened. I was five years old and losing my grandpa is something i didn’t see coming.

Though some may say, myself included, that the death of a family member is one of the hardest, toughest, traumatic things to deal with, it also comes with a good side. That good side is that it brings people together to not only mourn over a loss, but to celebrate the life of someone great. One can either sink from a situation like this, or one can rise. I feel like my family and I chose to rise from this. We were all changed in so many ways. My grandma, Veronica, was especially changed the most. She and my granddad did absolutely everything together. They

This is Reggie. Reggie was a victim of society. He felt he had no choice but to abuse drugs because his life was too much to bare. No one was there to help him and no one cared about how he felt until it was too late. He passed away alone in this cold hearted world, parched because of the excessive amount of ecstasy in his mouth, Feeling peerless and not loved by anyone. Its a shame our youth resort to drugs to solve their problems but sometimes they feel as if they don’t have a choice. Hopefully his death is a lesson to everyone on how much drugs can affect your life and how family is very important. Now all people can say about Reggie is “Reggie was so young and had so much to live for.” “Reggie was never the same after the

It’s been one year, can you even believe it? Time really does fly when you’re having fun, and my life with you in it has been nothing short of fun. There are so many things I want to say, but not enough words to express the appreciation I have for you. We’ve been through a lot in this past year. We have enjoyed the ups and endured the downs, but the greatest part of it all is we did it together. We both know our friendship is more than any other friendship you see in the world. Ours is truly special. We are not just best friends, we are sisters. I remember when we were just starting out in this amazing journey how I was insecure and afraid that our friendship would end up like my other past friendships. Me getting left. It never failed you were always there to reassure me I had nothing to worry about. We are sisters, and I’ll never forget the moment where you explained to me what that meant to you. You said this,

I have a friend named Stacey. She is one of the kindest persons I have ever known. Moreover, she is generous, patient and possesses a magnificent sense of humor. We have been through so much together, we are basically sisters. We met on the first day of school in sixth grade, both of us terrified by the massive size of the middle school. Stacey comes from an educated family, her father is a school principal and her mother is also a teacher, so Stacey is known for being punctual, well-educated, and having good manners. She is a member of her church, she sings in the choir, plays the guitar and teaches Sunday school. On Saturdays, she devotes her time feeding the homeless in downtown Dallas. Stacey is selfless because she adopted three girls and cats so they will have a home. Stacey teaches math at an elementary, in fact, she was presented with an award for being teacher of the year. In spite of these qualities, Stacey says she cannot stop eating junk food. Stacey says she does not have time to cook healthy meals, because she has a busy work schedule. Stacey also says healthy food are too expensive and cannot afford to purchase them. Finally, Stacey says she is not disciplined and it is too hard to stick to a healthy food diet. I have some advice for her.

First, let me introduce myself, before I tell you some stories about the teen-aged Mary Deas Frost, my roommate at The Hannah More Academy in Reisterstown, Maryland. We lived together from the fall of 1934 through the spring of 1936, when we graduated and had to go our separate ways.

Here I am, reminiscing on you, and proclaiming my ultimate love to you. I will always remember the delicate exterior you had, and here is a picture to remind us of you and me, before we had each other.