Deep thinking

I have found myself lately thinking alot about death.
Not just death itself but the effect it has on those left behind
Especially when someone so young is taken away from their families
How do these families ever get through the day?
How do the parents of these children keep going.
How do they go on so normally, well appearing to be normal.
How do they keep a strong face infront of everone
even though inside they are being tortured, and the pain they feel inside is utterly unbearable

I personally think the grief we feel when someone elderly dies differs to that of when someone so young, someone with so much still ahead of them leaves us

I think we all take so much of life for granted.

Imagaine loosing your child.......

When you bury them you arent just putting them into their tiny coffins.
But you are placing their entire life inside, you are burying
- their school uniform
- their high school uniform
- their graduation outfit
- their end of school results
- all the awards they would have won
- all their partners
- their wedding dress/suit
- their family
- their new house
Basically everything that was meant to be.
Everything you wished you could have seen but didnt get to.

Why are our children taken from us so young?
Is their some hidden reason.
Will their death change the way people view certain aspects of life

While writing this a few people have been on my mind.
I admire their families so much.

♥ Bridget (1996) I wish I got to spend more time getting to know you, you were taken away too soon. It still hasnt gotten any easier
♥ Rhiana (2002/3) I am so glad I got to know you. I will never forget those few years we got to spend getting to know each other
♥ Fiona (2004) Even though I never spoke to you. You have touched my life.
♥ Isabelle (2006) Bellie. I wish I got to know you. You have done so much. You have changed so many lives.
♥ Issiah (2006) You definately were taken too soon.
♥ Ava (2007) I wish I met you Super Princess. But even though I didnt I was so touched by your story
&hearts Rhys (2007)
♥ Seb (2007)
♥ Andrew (2008) Andrew. You had so much left to live for. You are amazing. You were so smart and you never let your disablility get the best of you. Keep them all strong. I think for along time you will continue to be an inspiration to everyone. You definately will never be forgotten. <3>
♥ Annabelle (????)

This grief process is like learning to swim whilst drowning

"When I die, she said, I'm coming back as a tree with deep roots & I'll wave my leaves at the children every morning on their way to school & whisper tree songs at night in their dreams.
Trees with deep roots know about the things children need."

You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and relive yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish the memory and let it live on.
You can close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want,
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
-David Harkins-

Wednesday May 7, 2008, The Sydney Morning Herald

CHRISTISON, Andrew Robert.
21.7.1991 - 2.5.2008

Peacefully at home. Greatly cherished and incredibly loved
son of Andrea and Mark and brother of Joshua and Matthew.
Loved mate of Glenn. Adored grandson of Norma and Bill,
Margaret, and John. Great nephew of Suey and Faith.
Cherished nephew of Vicki and Brett, Annette and Adrian,
Michelle and Paul. Cousin of Jesse, Jake, Luke and Sarah. Will
be sadly missed by the staff and students at Lucas Heights
Community School and by all who knew him.

Aged 16 years
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