First Death Experiences

Synopsis:

The third reading for this class (I believe it is the third unless I can’t count) is over death, and many of the memoirs are about people’s first-hand experiences with death. Many of the writers wrote about death of a family member or a pet but, there were a few that wrote about their personal experiences when they were on the brink of death. The first I read was over a girl at the age of twelve experiencing the lost of her father because of cancer. Later, the, now a lot older, woman tried to overcome the grief but, more deaths occurred and each time she was torn up a little more inside. Now, one could say that she has given up hope and just waiting for another loved one leave her. The second memoir was over a girl who had to cope with the death of her thirty-seven year old father, who committed suicide. She also at a very young age experienced the pain of having her loved one die right before her eyes. Her father was put into an asylum because he had severe depression and during those days patients in the asylum were able to sign in and out of the place. So, the last thing the girl’s father did was sign out of the asylum, got on top of a building and jumped off. The third was about yet another girl and her experience with her mother’s death during the first grade on Valentine’s Day. She recalled being pulled out of class and escorted by her aunt to the car. Then, they drove to the hospital where she was told that her parents were involved in an accident. Her father was in critical condition, but her mother did not make it and died from internal bleeding. The girl is now thirty, still remembering the death of her mother, prays that she will never have to put her own children through what she been through; experiencing the loss of the person closest to you.

My Response/Analysis:

I am speechless, I never really experienced the death of family members before. I had experienced the loss of a pet because of Minnie, my parakeet, died from cancer last year. It was the first pet I bought, and it had been with me for four years. I had a hard time getting over the death of Minnie, she always made me smile. But, I knew Minnie was going to a better place, I guess it was better to let her go then let her suffer from cancer. I could relate with these people because I know how it feels to witness the death of the people and things closest to you. It hurts a lot and sometimes you want to get over that feeling of loss and the emptiness or gap you feel in your life because that special person or pet is gone. Worst is realizing that they won’t come back and at the moment of seeing them lying there dying and knowing you can’t do anything about it. It makes you feel helpless, useless, and hating the unfairness of life. It gets you thinking why them, why they have to die, they didn’t deserve this. But, everyone has their time and it’s just worse for us who are still living to feel the pain of losing them. However, they will always be alive and healthy in our memories.