Death to Life

Death doesn’t make sense.
It just doesn’t. That’s not a new thought. It’s a problem humanity has been trying to figure out from the beginning. It’s such a weird event that it doesn’t fit inside the confines of our own consciousness. No matter how prepared you are, no matter how imminent the death, the shock still comes. Our brains, our bodies, our souls struggle to adapt when someone is here one moment and then gone the next. Sometimes we see the body of the person who died, sometimes we don’t. Sometimes it’s someone we barely know. Sometimes it’s someone we have never met. Though the reaction obviously is different in each of these cases, there is always a reaction. It’s a reaction that is hard to describe and hard to quantify. It can’t be measured. It can hardly be put into words. Which makes overcoming it harder and harder the closer you are to the person who has passed.

I am going through that experience right now. I will try to describe it.