I DON’T DO DEATH

© Loulou H
© Loulou H

I was never into death. I couldn’t understand people being bothered by death. Why? I mean, you’re not there anymore. So why care? You don’t know about it. When you’re dead, you’re dead.

Being young, I assumed death was just for old people. Aunts. Uncles. Neighbours. Grandparents. Apart from my own grandparents, of course; they would always be around. For everyone else, it was quite simple: once you’re old, you’ll die. 

I can’t remember if I imagined myself being young and alive forever. Apparently. I must have assumed things would stay the same. Sure. I would never die. And I would stay young forever.

It’s probably how we all start out in life.

Change

When death gradually showed up in my life- my aunt losing a son, the newlywed couple in our street being killed in an accident, my grandparents gone- it became complicated. I became more conscious of death. Things weren’t as straightforward as I’d thought, with my grandparents now dead. My grandparents dead? They were supposed to be around forever!

One day I asked my mum about my grandparents. Her parents. Why was granddad gone? I didn’t care much for my grandmother, but I missed my grandfather… My mum shook her head. Suddenly she started to cry. Softly. Subdued. She didn’t answer. 

Only after a while did I grasp that my mum was supposed to die too. As well as my dad… my brother… my sister… my favourite aunt. But myself- what about myself? All of a sudden it’d hit me. Was I supposed to die as well? 

It was a long time before I realized that the only death you can never imagine is your own… 

 

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  1. Elizabeth 05-12-2016 @ 22:08

    it is so strange, death is totally for old people and of course we are not getting old… until sometimes you see yourself unexpectedly in a mirror, in a shop window, and may be you are a tad less young than you imagined.. yet to me that image does not bring death any closer, i am glad to say, so i will not be old, i will not be dead…thank god there are limits to my imagination!

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