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People say that losing a loved one is a great tragedy I believed them but never realized the horror of it Death was something beyond my understanding until March 3rd 1997 It was the day when I thought I would never collect the pieces of my broken heart the day when God delivered his first blow the day of my grandfathers death Like in The Beginning of Grief and Shaving my reaction thoughts and feelings were very similar to Kevins and Barrys I recall looking up at the ceiling and asking myself when will I awake from this dream I could not feel anything but this pain right in my heart but I have realized that I cannot lock myself out forever from my loved ones I still remember holding the receiver and idly staring into space as my mother told me the news from the hospital Then everything hit me full force like a hurricane Like Barry I finally realized what it was like to lose somebody who was a part of you I always thought that such tragedies happened to somebody else that my family and I were immune to everything harmful although deep inside I knew that sometime in the future I would have to say good-bye At that moment I realized that everybody would eventually die including my family Days dragged by I resumed my regular schedule by going to school and doing my chores However everything seemed different unnatural I did not cry anymore clutching Grandpas photograph to my chest or blaming God for taking him away I felt empty I did not enjoy biking as I used to or ice-skating I simply stayed home all day and did nothing but homework One day I realized that a whole month had gone by since the funeral That is when I looked back at my life and saw that I was wasting it It is not like
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