As a child and a very young adult, I never thought about the deceased. However as I got older, I had no choice. Death seemed to find me. I would think this is normal. Of course, I knew older people died all the time. I never really felt any sorrow until someone close to me passed away. We all know that sooner or later everyone dies. Thus, I had a hard time dealing with loosing someone that I was really close to. My whole world changed in an instant. I was so naive. I actually thought this special person would live until I got old. Within a span of five years, I had lost three people that were dear to me. I couldn't understand why I had to loose my closest loved ones. It was a struggle to regain the life I once knew. I realized that no one could possess the exact attributes of the individuals I had lost. I treasured my past. However, I knew that it was essential for me to move on with my life. From time to time, I think back to the good times I had with those who are now deceased. It was important for me to have those relationships. This enabled me to be the person I am today. When you think of those you loved that are now deceased, what resonates in your mind? What do you remember? What do you feel? How do you honor the deceased?
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