Death is the only inevitable truth that is most feared by men. There are a lot of reasons as to why passing away is dreaded by most of us. From religious grounds to the most preposterous reason known to man. Some say they are not ready. Others say they can’t bear the thought of leaving the people so dear to them or the things they toiled for all their life. Few are on trepidation about life after death, heaven and hell. But there are few who has the equanimity to face the end any time. These are the people who either enjoyed the vortex of their existence or trite of the abyss they subsist in a long while.
On the other hand, death is just one side of the coin. When one is leaving, there must be someone left behind, known or otherwise. That person has to endure the bereavement of losing someone very special. Day after day, strength is required to move on without the other with only memories to hold on to. To bear the sorrow of living life with emptiness which no one knows if it will ever be complete again. The anguish of eternal separation is like falling into a never ending gulch that makes the pit of your stomach flip over. To put up with life after the demise of a loved one is a forlorn journey as inevitable as death.
Death is the final show. That’s it. The end of the line. Finish. However, to survive and continue living in this world is another cruel story.
Death is easy…life is harder.
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