Fifteen Ways of Dealing with the Death of a Young Woman

Stoically

Death comes to all of us in time
It is just another aspect of living
We can only accept it
and carry on

Reflecting

I, too, must pass this way
perhaps... soon...

Dispassionately

She was my friend
I will miss her

Spiritually

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Only the soul endures
to be reborn
here in this world
or in Heaven's kingdom

Analytically

A clot of blood in her lung
complication of the cancer
inoperably close to the heart
nothing could save her

Remembering

She made me laugh
She made me cry
She deepened me
She took my heart
breathed life into my soul

Grieving

Why her?
Lord, why?
She was still young, alive
Her life was so incomplete
Why her, Lord?
Why? Why?

Eloquently

This dear flower's passing
brings sadness to our hearts
Oh, that she could greet
the morning dew with us again
But alas,
such dawns are never more to be

Obliquely

We worked together
I am quite lucky
to have known her

Denying

No.
It cannot be so.
I refuse to let it be so.
She must still be here.
I feel her presence.
Here.
In my heart.
She cannot die.

Consoling

The pain will pass
It will be all right

Realistically

It will never be
all right
There is no
all right
to it...
Ever

Simply

She is gone

Honestly

This void
This aching void I feel
I loved her
so much

Crying

...

© 1995, TAJ

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