Taking into account many moments of life, we are stranded in a limited timeless sphere.
Death takes us out of this limited space and allows us to continue unendingly through our souls and spirits.
We practice almost daily, losses in our lives, of money, loved ones, self respect - thoughts and ideas when we forget them.
Why therefore, is death so distant and foreign to us?
Is it our connection - relationship - to those who have died that keeps us in a constant state of emotional upheaval?
Is it our love for one another?
Families, I think, are soul-centered around each other and when one person dies in the family all souls are pulled in different directions, yanked into a sorrow that is unique for each one.
Death causes us to start anew, lying around in shock and disbelief, eventually in our time, crawling on all fours.
After quite a while we stand upright and begin slowly to walk again through life, searching for meanings.
Sometimes this search leads us into new careers or on different paths towards attempting to fill gaps and emptiness left in our lives by death.
Everything is okay when we meet death head on, there are no right or wrong things to be doing.
No right or wrong ways to behave - each one decides within, what their reaction will be; albeit, instantaneously, and immediately.