Death.

It is the 9th anniversary of 9/11 today. So, I think death is on a lot of peoples minds.I think the idea of death is hard for me, and a lot of people. For some they have the faith that when they die that they will go to heaven. I really do envy them that. The idea that we’re rewarded for living a good life is… almost reassuring. The idea that someone I know and/or love just… ceases to be anymore is really hard for me to understand. There here. They can talk to you, hold you and love you.  They won’t be here anymore. Only the avatar of who they once were is left….a hollow shell. But, for the people left behind they have to deal with the fact they aren’t there anymore. That they aren’t there to hold you when you’re sad or make you laugh. Or just look at you from across the room. They’re gone. One second they are there. Then… poof. 


So I guess my question is…
When someone completes you, makes you feel alive, makes you who you are. What happens when they’re gone?