I was reading through some blogs, and on RT 101's blog this site was mentioned. It's a photo series called Life Before Death, and shows 11 different people before and just after their death. I'll admit, I am morbidly intrigued at these sort of things, but this one was different. I was almost scared to see what the pictures would be, but I'm not sure why.
So I clicked into it, and at the first "after" picture, I realized I was crying. Clearly, I have some unresolved issues with death. I thought I understood my own thoughts and feelings, but I guess not. I had discussed my thoughts after Tuesdays with Morrie, but it's apparent now that I had only superficially settled those thoughts.
Some of these people had come to terms with their own death, but others hadn't. Maybe I was crying because it is heartbreaking to see someone struggle with a battle they will not win. Maybe I was crying because others had embraced the fact they will die and I don't know how to respond to those people yet. I'm not sure.
I don't think I'm scared of death...maybe just the dying process. And these pictures were painfully clear in showing that the dying process is not kind, no matter how well you prepare yourself for it. Will I be strong enough to go through this myself one day? And more importantly, will I be strong enough to help others through this process?
I'll be thinking on this one for a while.