Death
affects us differently. And a lot of
it depends on
how
that person died.
Those
who suffer greatly, like with cancer.. or such...
we
get to the point where we can't take our love ones
painful
ordeal, that we welcome death for them.
Even
though
it tears our heart out that they are gone.
Yet we
get
to say good bye to them and have closure.
Then
there are the sudden ones... the car accident or the
out
of nowhere heart attack or such. It is
a rip of an
emotional
band aid off of your mind. No good
byes.
There
are reasons, sometimes, that you can adjust to
and
understand... even though it still
tears your heart
out.
And
then there is suicide. This time, a rip
of your
heart
out. Your mind going through it over and over.
The
"If only"... the bottomless pit ... the useless pit, of
if
only I had said...if only had done this, or if only I
could
have been there.... the if only... is a deep,
helpless
pit.
Then
comes the next phase of it.... the handling of
the
affairs. Finding out the information
you need
to
take care of their affairs.. as there is no warning,
there
is no list to follow, there is no will, there is
no
nothing... So you blindly, thru tears and anger,
go
thru papers, try to find all the papers.
Going
down
the funeral home and face reality of cost,
which
you didn't save for.. but find the money
anyway. Then going thru the rest of the person's
personal
things...and decide how to get rid of them.
And
you play the hurry up and wait came of the
legal
system. And you wonder, if life will
ever
return
to what you thought was normal again.
Depression..
we hear a lot about it in the news media.
Robin
Williams and such. You feel bad for the
family.
The
articles on depression, you read everyone if you
have
a family member who suffers from it.
Trying
to
understand it. So you will know how to
help.
Some
times you can... some times it take others...
and
some times the black hole of depression grabs
our
love ones, and you lose the battle. You
both do.
Once
again.. this death .. has no good byes.. if there
is..
it is one sided.
We
need better laws to address depression... we need
better
approaches... we need help... Hopefully the program
and
building in the town south of us.. will have some
of those
for the others.
Good
bye, our smiley pixie girl.