I remember all my grandparents well and I even remember 2 grand grand parents.. so my experience of death started quite late in life.. and sincerely I fear that in the near future I might experience it soon... However my first really experience about death was that of a dear friend when I was 15 and I remember writing the following dated 13/03/02
How brief a person's lif is... Not only near the world's existence but even amongst us 21st Century people who think we know everything and all there is to know.
But in reality when people die... life goes on as usual as if...as if they never existed. so what's the use of living suffering if in the end we all die to be forgotten??
Is our existence useless???
In my opinion people don't die ... they leave their experiences with us.. Persons influence other persons... Every single human with whom we meet in our live can influence us... in a good way or a bad way.
People can influence our financial situations... our careers our dreams and hopes, but not only. A person can influence us in small things. They can influence our behaviour, they can influence our opinions and our outlook towards life.
Every persons with whome we share our lives from time to time gives us a part of him/her and we give him/her a part of us. Even a person who asks us what's the time or a person who passed by grumbling...they can all influence us...
Just look at a grandmother laughing a distictive laugh..sometimes you might look at her niece and see the exact laugh..
So when a person dies... He has not died completely as he leaves parts of himselves in those people he or she met in his lifetime.. He might have said a word to a friend that made a huge different in this friend's life... A word... a phrase a gesture can be key in making or breaking a person... and in reality although we can try to control the positive and negative feelings and events in our lives... in reality we are all in the same sea.. all influencing each other and all making a difference in eachothers' lives.
Since we are all unique we are bound to behave uniquely... think uniquely and all these thoughts can be combined to be unique for each one of us... they are ours.. they become us... When these are shared..they are like parts of us making a difference in this world.
Even if a person is so insignificant near the immense populations and humans that existed in this world a single person can do much more then he/she can ever think ....... if he/she believes.
I'm not talking only of the great persons such as Martin Luther King Nelson Mandela, Mother Teresa and Pope John Paul II...
Even though when we die we mgiht be forgotten it does not mean that our existence in this world will end forever.
I am talking of all those common people who all did their little effort in this life to make this World a better place...
The silent heroes that we all forgot... in reality never died as their unique lives... their unique experiences are amongst us.. we live sharing those thoughts and emotions from a grandparent a friend or a stranger...all experiences that make differences in our lives.. make us who we are... and are bound to share with others...
