"Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation. For they are us, our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life." - Albert Einstein
This basically reflects my opinion on death. Recently my oldest grandson was asking questions about death. I told him that we all are afraid to die. I explained that death is a part of life... we are born, we grow into adulthood, we raise a family if we chose to, we grow old and we die. I referred to flowers that come to life in spring and die in the fall - the circle of life. Everything has a time to live and a time to die. I told him that as long as he remembers me and tells his children and grandchildren about me, I will continue to live in their hearts.
There is definitely a process to grieving. When Dad died suddenly in 1981, I began the grieving process with denial. I had seen him just a couple of hours earlier and he seemed to be fine. Then it was as if the world was surreal - nothing was the same. It would never be the same again and it never has been.
When we went to the funeral home, I insisted that Dad have an oak casket. He had always said that was what he wanted and that's what I wanted him to have. Dad loved wood, especially oak. His hobby was woodcraft.
I have lost many people in my life that were close to me. My first husband, a very close friend, uncles, aunts, my great-grandfather, two sets of grandparents, Dad and many others. What makes the process harder for me is when the person is young or dies suddenly. If someone is suffering, I feel they are blessed to be taken from their pain. Sure, I miss them, but it would be selfish to wish them to stay here on Earth when they are in so much pain.
There is a time for everything and God in His wisdom knows the perfect timing for both birth and death. Therefore, my grief is diminished because of my trust in Him.