I have been pondering about the terminology used to bifurcate the living from the once-living: ‘death rate,’ ‘death toll,’ ‘cause of death.’ There is a feeling of finality with the word, ‘death.’ Those who are left behind remain a fraction of the person they once were, having suffered their own death at the passing of... Continue Reading →
Why me? Why not me?
Death can turn any fool into a philosopher. The pain caused by loss can bring a person to a point of desperation, leaving him grappling at imaginary threads of, “if onlys” and “it doesn’t make any sense.” After crossing the initial stage of disbelief, there is no choice left but to face the fact. After... Continue Reading →