I believe death is a misunderstood word in the history of life and that we need a new way to understand it. Death can be used to illustrate the passing of a stranger or the passing of a loved one, or the reality they won’t be there anymore when you need them the most. Death to me is a statement that means a better place for people I loved, to go and wait for my placement with them. Death is not just the sorrow of a loved one or the grief of a funeral but the tears of exult that they may see God and all that is good in heaven. Passing of my beloved grandfathers has taught me that reverence and respect for one’s life is more significant than distress and misery in your own. Respect the past lives of your loved ones but, don’t dwell further into the fact that they were taken from your lives when you needed them.
Death is a better reason to live, and a reason to fear the end. Live your life everyday and to the fullest it can be. Fearing the end is what can push you to do better in your life or what can pull you away from trying. Don’t let death stop you from trying things out of the normal or things you’re afraid to do. If you lived your life like I live mine and I know my grandfathers lived there’s, then there is no reason for you to fear death, but welcome it to grab peace from a hectic life and to be reunited with loved ones. Don’t worry about others or yourself your life is in god’s hands, as is everyone’s around you.
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