Death is a natural process of life. At times it may catch us off guard and we may not feel quite ready or prepared to accept it. At other times, it’s expected and we have more time to grieve healthily. However, if there is one thing I know for certain, it is that there is something very special we experience within each loss we must accept and endure.
Though I have had many experiences with death in the past, three people stand out to me the most: my uncle Tad, my grandmother, and my grandfather.
Part I:
Uncle Tad
Uncle Tad gave the best hugs. The kind of hugs that really make you feel loved and cared for. I used to get one of his hugs several times each summer when he and my Aunt Patty visited for family pool parties. Uncle Tad had the job of grilling the hamburgers and hot dogs, and he seemed to always wear an apron that said, “Kiss the Cook”. Continue reading







