Im in a very weird stage of my life right now.
Im almost 24 years old and i consider myself lucky that death hasn't hit close to home yet. But today I experienced the closest, someone who I barely knew, didnt plan on getting to know, and had very very little respect for; virtually, none. But their death was close enough to knock me back for a bit. Close enough for me to dedicate almost my entire day to thinking about his death and how it has affected everyone that knew him, especially his family, and i cant even imagine what they are going through and it hurts just to think about it. To have to see a mother and a father raise and bury their child is, without a doubt in my mind, the worst thing that could ever happen. I dont know what to say, other than, life moves on. No matter what, life continues. Death is a heavy heavy thing, something that no one should accept, but we must not forget that Life is just as heavy, and with the death of one, no matter how close it is, we must understand that we still have our own life. And to become even more grateful for what life we do have. Just stay positive, inspired, strong, and you cant let death keep you from taking another step, if anything, make that step even stronger then the one before. For that is life, Moving forward and growing. Without Life there is no Death, and without Death there is no Life.
I dont know what else to say.
How about what am I getting myself into?
College, graduate school, new places, new people, new things.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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