Lauren Pozmanter 5/22/07
Creative Writing Buhler
In my life I have known many people who have shiwn me the meaning of a dollrar and taught me to cherish every moment. I have nodded at all of them and even rolled my eyes a couple of times. I don’t think I ever realized how fragile human life is and how easily we could lose it all. What I believe made this concept most hard to believe was that I had never lost anyone close to me. There was the occasional great aunt or some distant family member who I had never met but never anyone who I had actually spent to me with and gotten to know Because of this I know for a fact that I have never really had any true perspective on life. Earlier this year one of my friends died and I think I gained a little bit of knowledge from that. He was my age and although I did not know him very well he was still a person who I had known and spoken to. He moved away in January and I really hadn’t thought much of it and hadn’t talked to him since. But when I heard he died something in me clicked. He was gone and I would never see him again. I didn’t plan on seeing him after he left but I knew that he was still there, still alive. It really was the beginning of an epiphany.
About a month ago I lost my great great great aunt who I had gotten to know very well. My auntie had been around for as long as I could remember and I never really thought about her just not being there. At every holiday and every family event she would be there. My family was closest to her so I always went up gave her a hug and a kiss and maybe had casual conversation with her but nothing big. I knew that sooner or later she was going to die because she was 107 and face it when you’re that old death is inevitable. But when she died I cried for days and I didn’t know why. We weren’t the best of friends and she was actually really bitter but still I knew she was there. Knowing someone is there and alive has always been a sense of security for...