Experiencing hard times is something that human beings endure at some point in their life: Death being one of them. Death affects everyone, whether it is a family member, a close friend, or even a pet, losing someone or something is still a hardship that is never easy to encounter. Gustave Flaubert said, “A friend who dies, it’s something of you who dies”. I could not agree more with this quote. Dealing with the loss of a friend so close to you, takes a part of you away as well. No parent should ever have to bury his or her own child and no thirteen year old should have to face such a loss at a young age, however, on April 21, 2011, my whole life changed. Spring break 2011 I went to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina with my family for vacation. …show more content…
Everyone ordered food except Kelly and I because we didn’t have any money. Because McDonald’s was so close to my house, we decided to ride our bikes back and get money from my dad since he had just gotten home. We got to my house and my dad gave me money for both of us to eat, he even asked if we wanted him to drive us there so we did not have to ride back, but since it was such a nice day we chose to ride our backs back. We then hopped back onto our beach cruisers and headed back towards McDonald’s. We waited at the crosswalk to cross the street. After crossing Cedar Road and heading towards our destination, it was then that Kelly had realized she had dropped her phone at the crosswalk light on the other side of the street, and it was then that my whole life would change in a matter of …show more content…
The road seemed to be clear, there were no cars coming so Kelly started to cross the street. In a blink of an eye, I watched my best friend, the person that was always there for me, the one that could always make me laugh and cheer me up in second, get hit by a car. I witnessed it all, I could not grasp what had just happed, it seemed so unimaginable, so surreal, and I could not believe it. She flew up into the air, so lifeless and clueless onto what had just happened. I tried to run over to her, but before I knew it a woman was grabbing me while her husband ran to Kelly to check her vitals to see if she was still alive. Within minutes the police and ambulance showed up. The woman that had grabbed me was holding me and trying to keep me calm in her car. Eventually the police had asked for me and were questioning me to see if I knew what exactly had happened, to see if I was okay. I was not okay, I was confused, hurt, scared. I did not know what to do or what I was supposed to comprehend or say to
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Sadly, life is a terminal illness, and dying is a natural part of life. Deits pulls no punches as he introduces the topic of grief with the reminder that life’s not fair. This is a concept that most of us come to understand early in life, but when we’re confronted by great loss directly, this lesson is easily forgotten. Deits compassionately acknowledges that grief hurts and that to deny the pain is to postpone the inevitable. He continues that loss and grief can be big or small and that the period of mourning afterward can be an unknowable factor early on. This early assessment of grief reminded me of Prochaska and DiClemente’s stages of change, and how the process of change generally follows a specific path.
I have felt the pain of the loss of a Sister; have felt the pain of the death of my Mother, and felt the death of my Father. I know how it feels. I experienced it. It is painful, looking at those old kind folks who bore you; who took care of you; went through all kinds of sacrifices and pains just to look after you for years and years, until one day the child stood on one’s own two feet, and then … there they are, the parents, helpless and lifeless in front of you.
When I was twelve years old, a close friend of mine passed away. At first, I didn’t know how to process what was happening. How can someone I’ve known for the majority of my life be gone? But then it finally hit me. My friend was really gone. There would be no more days challenging
Death and dying is a natural and unavoidable process that all living creatures will experience at some point in life, whether it is one’s own person death or the death of a close friend or family member. Along with the experience of death comes the process of grieving which is the dealing and coping with the loss of the loved one. Any living thing can grieve and relate to a loss, even children (Shortle, Young, & Williams, 1993). “Childhood grief and mourning of family and friends may have immediate and long-lasting consequences including depression, anxiety, social withdrawal, behavioral disturbances, and school underachievement” (Kaufman & Kaufman, 2006, p. 61). American children today grow up in cultures that attempt to avoid grief and deny inevitability of death (Shortle, Young, & Williams, 1993). Irreversibility, finality, inevitability, and causality are the four factors relative to a child’s understanding of death. These four components are relative to a child’s developmental level at the death is occurs (Willis, 2002).
Euthanasia is a word derived from two Greek roots, which translates into, “good death”. According to the Merriam Webster dictionary, “euthanasia is the act or practice of killing someone who is very sick or injured in order to prevent any more suffering”. In simpler terms, it the practice, which inhibits assisted suicide. Euthanasia was formerly a topic, which I failed to acknowledge, due to the lack of significance it has had in my life thus far. However, after taking this course this semester, I’ve come to the realization, euthanasia will impact my life and career as I move on through life. As a pre-nursing major, euthanasia will be a practice I will eventually come upon in some form, whether it is listening to patients discussing the possibility of undergoing euthanasia or
I never thought that on October 31, 2012 I would lose a friend. A friend who made everybody laugh; a friend that showed so much compassion for everyone and everything he did. I knew that my life would change forever. I had never lost anyone before, so grief for another person was new to me. I soon learned that although when you hear about it, grief doesn't sound that awful, but when you experience it you never want to go through it again. All of the pain, heartache, and loss were unbearable. Most grieved in silence, not daring to utter his name or speak anything about the topic. Not many could say they weren't close to him. He touched so many hearts that it was going to be hard to ever forget about him. This was part of my life that as I grow older I would never forget as hard as I tried to, it would always be a part of my life because it affected me then and still affects me now in everything I do. This essay is about the loss of a friend and teammate and how I
Throughout my life, I have learned many personal life lessons. One in particular is to appreciate and be thankful for those around you. I have heard many times that you do not appreciate something until it is gone. There are times I wish I could go back just to see and hug my aunt Susan one more time. I wish I would have made more memories with her and not been so quick to anger when she corrected me. Her passing away is one of the most traumatic events I have ever been through. I will never forget that night, but I learned something valuable. You are not promised tomorrow, so make the most of today and enjoy the people who surround you, because you never know if they will still be here tomorrow.
All of my life, until I was eighteen years old, I didn’t understand the concept of grieving. Grief just hasn’t been something I’ve ever had to experience before. Because of my lack of experience I had no understanding of what grieving felt like. All of his changed for me on July 29th.
Death is something no one likes to encounter. Weather it be a parent, son, daughter, or a friend. Growing up in the small town of Hunter, population of about a hundred, everyone knew everyone and their business. Not having anything to keep the children occupied during breaks from school; we were always just hanging out at each others house and becoming closer friends. The departure of growing up or even death never entered our minds at this point in our lives. Although, we knew two things were compelled to happen, we must live and die. Losing someone I was close to was a very challenging experience.
A close friend's death is one of the most heartbreaking experiences one could face in their life. A friend of mine called Husam passed away in a dramatic jet ski accident a couple of years ago. He was a very kind hearted and generous person who was always there for his peers and constantly thrived to assist them in different situations. Husam was the type never refuses to confer a favor for someone as long as he had the ability to do it. His death was one of the most traumatizing moments of my life and took me time to digest. It took me quite a while to adapt to life without his presence. Losing such a close friend caused a tough change in the direction of my life by impacting my behavior, my lifestyle and my beliefs.
My dad died when I was twelve. In October of 2008, I was a normal ten year old, a fifth grader excited for Halloween. My mom worked at the Michael’s Arts and Crafts store on Robert C. Daniel Parkway and my dad was an Automotive Service Writer/Advisor for Sunbelt Nissan on Washington Road. My oldest brother Jeremy was in Delaware, his first duty station in the Air Force, while my middle brother Justin was still home. Justin had graduated from Evans High in May, and his Air Force basic training wouldn’t start until November. I loved my family the way every child does, with unending joy and compassion. I idolized my brothers, thought the top of the world was on my dad’s shoulders, and knew that my mom was the smartest person I’d ever met. I never once felt a shortage of happiness.
Steve Jobs once said “Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. “ in the 2005 Commencement Address at Stanford University. I agree with him because his statement is true, Steve Jobs’s statement says when someone finds out that that death is near, people tend to stop living the way they were living and start to make big changes on how to live and how to change their life. With my personal experience it is true. For example, when I was little I had to go to the ER due to having problems with my stomach. The doctors had told me that if I didn’t take care of my health I could end up dying in six months top. Death is something no one wants to have in mind, but by just accepting that it is bound to happen anytime you feel like a switch has turned on in your head and your mind starts guiding you towards making huge choices you wouldn't have done. I was depressed at first but then I realized I didn’t want to die at such a young age so had to make changes to keep myself safe from dying. I changed my diet plans, I started to increase my education and I also changed my aspect in life.
Before the age of ten, I already experienced more loss than any of my peers. My maternal grandmother, with whom I had a very close relationship, passed away from lung cancer when I was seven years old. My paternal grandfather followed her two months later, dying from the same disease. With their deaths, I lost two of the people who cared for me most and I struggled with the void left behind in my life with their passing.
In my life time, I have experienced many deaths. I have never had anyone that was very close to me die, but I have shed tears over many deaths that I knew traumatically impacted the people that I love. The first death that influenced me was the death of my grandfather. My grandfather passed away when I was very young, so I never really got the chance to know him. My papaw Tom was my mothers dad, and she was very upset after his passing. Seeing my mom get upset caused me to be sad. The second death that influenced my life was the death of my great grandmother. My great grandmother was a very healthy women her whole life. When she was ninety three she had
It was just another day of my life. The fourth ring of my alarm woke me up. As usual, I was not feeling to go in school. I slept a couple of more minutes.After while, the shine of the sun coming from the window woke me up.I slowly stretched my arms and slid out of bed. I brushed my teeth and took the shower. Downstair,my mother was calling me for breakfast.I was still undecided what should wear for school. After browsing for while I found something to wear,and finished getting myself ready for school. When I checked the clock, I was running late as usual, which was not a surprised. I quickly ate my half sandwich and left the rest of the sandwich on the table.I took my car key, jump in my black Lexus and made my way to school.During my way to school, I got a call from my friend John. John is my best friend since when we were in middle school. He told me that his car was broke down and he needed to ride to school. Fortunately, my friend house on my school way. I told my friend. I am on my way to pick you up from your house. As I got there, john come out from his house and jumped in my car. With sound of Drake singing and music blasting, it was a