Hating Death

I love life and all the people in my life I love. But it’s death that makes life so sad and so hard.  I hate it when someone I love dies.  That’s the part of life I hate. Otherwise, life is so precious and so awesome. I only wish that death didn’t have to happen. I know, I know, if death didn’t exist then the world would be full of sick, old, injured people who would need so much care and be in so much pain that they no doubt would wish they were dead. Even understanding that still makes me hate death. A heart full of love is so vulnerable when a death occurs. It hurts so much and for so long that sometimes you think it will never get better. However, better never means gone, it just means that life will not hurt as much. They say “grief is love with nowhere to go.”So true, but for what it’s worth, I will never stop loving. That is what makes life so beautiful and worth living. I guess you have to take the bad with the good especially when the good far outweighs the bad.  I love life and all the people in my life! Death can’t ever take that away.