The Most Painful and Hardest Thing I Ever Had to Do.

It is inevitable that we will all die it is a fact that everyone must come to terms with. There comes a time in everyone’s life that they must face death; a friend’s tragic accident, a family member’s passing or their own battles with diseases. When faced with the idea of death people will act in different ways some may find it therapeutic to apologize for the negative they have done, some may want to spend time with loved ones to ease the future pain, and others may decide that their life was not what they believed. The story Death Constant Beyond Love tells us about a man named Senator Sanchez who is living a happy life with his wife and five kids. That is until he is told by doctors that he only has a short time to live. Death is

Losing a grandparent at the age of 11 and younger was hard enough but losing one at the age of thirty-five hurt just as much. My grandmother is still living, I wasn't as close to them as I was to my other grandparents but there was still a relationship that was built throughout my lifetime. I had the chance to visit my grandfather while he was in the hospital. Regretfully when I went to see him he was too ill to have a conversation with, but my grandmother reassured me that it was ok because he knew I was there. My grandfather was cremated, this was the first time I attended a funeral where I saw a box of ashes holding someone who I loved. His funeral consisted our close family members and my grandfather's remains were placed in a mausoleum. His death affected all of us in one way or another, this was the first time I saw my dad cry. It makes me sad that he is no longer with us but glad he is no longer

This made me think about what I would do if my mother died. I believe I would probably be very sad, but I would also keep moving in life. I can’t just stop what I am doing because someone has died -- my aunt’s death already taught me that. Everyone has to go sometime; that time will come sooner or later -- it’s inevitable. Starting anew every time someone close dies is a bad idea, because one will never get anything done that way. (84

It took hours for the ambulance to get there. She had now been in the hospital for 2 weeks, but she had not woken up yet. As her twins, husband, family and friends waited for the news, most of them were still dealing with the fact that she could be dead in her early age of 38. One day while everyone was waiting the doctors came out and said that she stopped breathing and there was nothing they could do, she was dead. As everyone came to a sudden realization that she was really REALLY gone, her husband didn't want to except it. Finally, he excepted it and everyone was heartbroken at this loss. Lastly, I would like to thank everyone for coming here today to remember our beloved friend we have lost, but now we can say she is with her father, Jesus, and every member she has ever

It’s August 28th, 2015 I had just moved to Grand Valley State University two days ago. Its 6:15am. My cell phone is ringing. It was my brother and I thought it was too early for him to be calling me, so I sent his call to voicemail, it rang again, I thought to myself, “Why on earth is he calling me at 6:15 in the morning it’s too early for this”, So I finally decided to answer the call and I got the news that my grandma passed away. It wasn’t totally unexpected, she was on hospice care an entire week before I left for college and I’ve watched her slowly deteriorate because of Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease, and dementia.

Yet,it only washed away a few;the easy sorrows,but the effusive pains remained.Suddenly without warning,a vivid memory of my mother rushed to my mind and my heart constricted.

Although her death was a tragedy, it made me realize that this is the only life I will ever have, and I need to embrace every aspect of it and not take one millisecond of it for

Heartache, misery and sorrow; the death of a loved one can be expressed using these three simple terms. But, can the death of a loved one really be described? Alice W. Terry writes the exceptional journal about the stages of grief, how to cope and how it truly feels to lose a loved one, a daughter to be exact. Not having experienced the physical loss of someone as close to me as a daughter is to her mother, this journal gave me a personal perspective of the anguish experienced by those who are grieving.

Who will be my support system? Who will love me like she did? She always tells me death was the last thing to worry about. She had so much courage and I just didn’t understand why. She was struggling. My mom lying in the hospital bed showed me with courage the impossible is possible. Now she fine and well.

I could hear muted sobs as friends and family members began lashing out in tears. Yet, I stood still as ever as memories with my best friend began flashing in my head. I was best friends with a girl who lived right next door to me since birth. We told secrets and laughed with one another since the day I can recall my earliest memory as a child. It was unfortunate to see it all come to an end now that she was gone. All I saw was her lifeless body slowly turning pale on a stretcher stationed on her living room floor. This was one of those moments that makes you question how quickly life can take an unexpected turn. I wasn't willing to accept that

Nights I attended a funereal of a friend or a relative and asking myself what are the feelings and thoughts of the people surrounding the deceased person and how can they really let go. I remember my life-time friend seeing his wife fighting breast cancer while she is pregnant and gifting a new soul when she is fighting for her own, being a dying patient when she is a physician, married to a physician and a daughter of physician in one of the greatest hospitals in the world at the prestigious Harvard medical school and the battle ends with a loss of a life of a great person, who before she dies gifted the world with a daughter – Mariam “Marry”- , a great book explaining what she went through to help others and an open free online blog named after a verse of her holy book – and her believe as - “A goodly tree, whose root is firmly fixed, and its branches (reach) to the heavens, It brings forth its fruit at all times, by the leave of its Lord”. I remembered How such a young women write as a part of an answer to who am I as “God Gifted me with breast cancer, which gained me sympathy and a sense of human pain”. Her “gift” is teaching me is how you plan to die and what matters as Leonardo da Vinci once said “While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die”. Her gift reminded me with a sentence that Dr. Hayes mentioned in our first lecture “You need to be in peace with your own death”. Her death was not the end of her life and was not only about her own but it is far beyond that. She touched thousands of souls and her legacy is there after we all die. Her husband confirmed to me what Elisabeth Kubler-Ross explained when saying “Those who have the strength and the love to sit with a dying patient in the silence that goes beyond words will know that this moment is neither

Grief is like weather. Some days are cold, wet and stormy, while the other days are bright warm and sunny. Today like most days its storming. I lost my heart, my life, my boyfriend to five bullets 1,327 days ago. Not only have I lost all hope but I forgot how to love so deep. Experiencing the passing of my boyfriend was never easy. I knew the love was always true from all the wonderful times we had, to the phone calls, until the funeral. I knew he was always the one who had my back. Dealing with the death of my boyfriend Dante’ was never easy but his spirit presence helps to persevere though life daily challenges.

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

In spite of this painful occurrence happening to me at twenty-four years of age, emotions such as shock, anger, and guilt, came into play creating chaos. I rerun her death in my mind, yet unable to completely forget the sadness, similar to a synopsis. These feelings can be frightening and overwhelming; however I have learned how to cope and with the realization that life and death are phenomenal both intertwined. I speculate that when one passes on they continue to be

Now I can say that I had never understood others suffering from a bad loss of a dear person.  I would hate to hear that anybody died. When this happened to me, when my dear mother died, I started to understand all those people who lost someone they loved. There are perhaps no proper words to describe this pain, This intolerable pain which tears you apart, which is like a stone on your heart, and which make tears run down your face with each moment spent with the dear person who passed away. Time is unlikely to pass so fast this hurt, no matter what others claim.