| What exactly do we make of death? Most of us will never know, not I at least; not now, I hope. I'm sure most of you all out there would have thought about death at some point of time, maybe have a few nightmares about it, or tragically, perhaps even experienced the pain and anguish of having lost someone. Yet, most do not consider the reality of death until someone they know dies. To step into the most dreaded ward, to take in the heart-wrenching sight of the breathing tubes, to hear her laboured breathing going in, out, in, out, in, out, to see the unrecognizable, grotesque physical changes occuring... you wonder what can she be possibly feeling. Pain? Of the disease spreading within her. Numbness? Of the anasthesia swirling and writhing all about. Or is it just sadness? Of facing the prospect of leaving the world. Or is one even conscious? These things we would never know. But what I know is to just hold on tight to the ones you love. For when it comes, you will be truly, absolutely, irretrievably Devastated. But with death brings new life. Next September, I will be an Aunt (once more). Ah, life. Brings much sadness, & yet, joy! |
