I havnt ever lost anyone close to me...
I know people who have lost someone dear to them, a mother, a father, a sibling...
I feel for them and believe that i truly have a gift for walking in other peoples shoes and it breaks my heart just to hear about it, i can truly feel their pain.
Ive lost a grandpa, he was really old, we expected it. It wasnt much of a shock. I was sad but it didnt break my heart. We were not that close...
I lost another grandmpa, pretty tragically. He had a stroke, but it was the blow to the head on my grandma's grandfather clock as he fell down the stairs while he was having the stroke that killed him. My grandma wont ever be the same. That was pretty horrible to see her soo sad. It didnt feel like his time to go, to me. But God thought it was. I felt worse for my grandma than i did my grandpa.
Ive lost a few distant cousins in gang fights. If i knew them better i would have felt worse. But because id only met them a few times in my life, it was more like watching the news. It didnt feel very personal...again, i felt worse for their mother...
My mom thought i was calloused and cold hearted for not crying during my grandpa's funeral. She didnt understand why i was crying afterwards, when i saw my grandma...
The best way i could explain it to her was that death and dying, is a happy thing to me. Im not a morose person. I love life. I love living. But i have such a strong belief in God, such a strong faith in him and his heaven that people dying should be a celebration. These people get to live with our creator. They get to go "home". They get to live an eternity in heaven. So when people die, i am not sad for them. I am sad for the people they leave behind. I am sad for "us" that are still living.
I was terribly sad for my grandma, she will spend the rest of her days alone, quilting, with a weiner dog on her lap, watching jeopardy. Cooking meals for one. Sure we all visit her as often as possible but there will forever be a whole in her heart until she is reunited with her husband. My grandmas sadness of losing her husband is what broke my heart. I was not sad for grandpa, hes as happy as a clam. Hes up in heaven watching the Nebraska Cornhuskers play everysingle game on the biggest big screen HiDef television that God can create for him : > Im happy for my grandpa.
I have two fears in this world.
1) Spiders
2) Having someone very close to me die. I dont want to ever feel that pain...
I have nightmares about losing one of my parents, or my borther, or my best friend....
When i die i want it to be celebrated. I want people to be happy for me. I want them to feel joy that i am in heaven, with my creator. I know people will miss me and be sad that i am gone. But i dont want their hearts to be broken. That would just make my first day in heaven a depressing one.



