My first remembrance of a funeral was for my friend Gail. Gail had a seizure on the playgroung of Memorial #11 school and lost her life as a result of it.
My memory of the funeral and wake was surreal. I understood the sadness, but I don't remember feeling afraid.
Since that first experience with death; I have had a general comfort and ease with the idea and reality of death. I respect it, and I understand it is a natural progression, but I have never feared it.
The first remembrace of a funeral was my best friend's daughter Julissa. Julissa's aunt got into a car accident with her in the car. When she arrived to the hospital they diagnosed her with intenal bleeding and within minutes, she expired.
The memory that I have of her wake is a good one because,When she passed at the age of sixteen months. She looked like a precious little angel. Although, I was sadden by her death. I understood that she was in a better place now. Therefore, her death didn't hit me as hard.
My first memory of a funeral was when I was 10 years old if I recall correctly. There was lot of sadness around me but I couldn't understand why. In my childish mind, didn't all people go to heaven? I remember seeing a body, but to me it looked like a dummy. It hadn't passed through my mind that it was actually a living and breathing person.
My first rememberence of a funeral was a friend of mines named melvin. He was a young kid just around my age during the time. It was a late night during the weekend that my parents received a call from our church that melvin had been a victim of a hit and run. Their was severe damage done upon impact of the vehicle. He was riding his bike a few blocks from home, when it happened. I remember feeling a strange emotion that was a mixure of worry and sorrow. As we waited for more updates on his condition. when he passed on in the hospital, i remember feeling helpless like i couldnt prevent this from happening. I soon realized the reality of the moment that he was gone as soon as i saw him at the wake.
My first remembrance of a funeral was for my friend Gail. Gail had a seizure on the playgroung of Memorial #11 school and lost her life as a result of it.
ReplyDeleteMy memory of the funeral and wake was surreal. I understood the sadness, but I don't remember feeling afraid.
Since that first experience with death; I have had a general comfort and ease with the idea and reality of death. I respect it, and I understand it is a natural progression, but I have never feared it.
The first remembrace of a funeral was my best friend's daughter Julissa. Julissa's aunt got into a car accident with her in the car. When she arrived to the hospital they diagnosed her with intenal bleeding and within minutes, she expired.
ReplyDeleteThe memory that I have of her wake is a good one because,When she passed at the age of sixteen months. She looked like a precious little angel. Although, I was sadden by her death. I understood that she was in a better place now. Therefore, her death didn't hit me as hard.
My first memory of a funeral was when I was 10 years old if I recall correctly. There was lot of sadness around me but I couldn't understand why. In my childish mind, didn't all people go to heaven? I remember seeing a body, but to me it looked like a dummy. It hadn't passed through my mind that it was actually a living and breathing person.
ReplyDeleteMy first rememberence of a funeral was a friend of mines named melvin. He was a young kid just around my age during the time. It was a late night during the weekend that my parents received a call from our church that melvin had been a victim of a hit and run. Their was severe damage done upon impact of the vehicle. He was riding his bike a few blocks from home, when it happened.
ReplyDeleteI remember feeling a strange emotion that was a mixure of worry and sorrow. As we waited for more updates on his condition. when he passed on in the hospital, i remember feeling helpless like i couldnt prevent this from happening. I soon realized the reality of the moment that he was gone as soon as i saw him at the wake.