Mortality is a scary thing sometimes. I've been battling my fear of death since childhood and after a long time, I've come to peace with the reality that everybody will, at some point in time, die. Now when applying that to me, I understand that I'm part of everybody and I'll die at some point so I don't dread it anymore. What still scares me however, is that even my closest relatives and friends will die too. Over the past few years, I've lost a lot of relatives. My paternal grandparents, a couple aunts, an uncle or two, and even more scary than that are the health scares. To see these people who I've looked up to for years, almost crippled and on the brink of death scares the hell out of me. Especially the relatives who seemed like they'd live almost forever. And for the ones who have died, it's hard to think of them as gone. I'll find myself sometimes about to call them or send an e-mail, however we communicated. It's just a hard thing to come to terms with, especially when it never ends...
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