So it may be a sore subject for you, but I am sure that it is for me. This may be the first time I'm confronting it. I know that death is something that happens every day. I know that people get sick, and they just sort of fade away. So what do you think about death? I've had so many experiences with it, that I'm physically and mentally scarred for life for many of them. The first death you experience is the strangest, at a young age especially you don't really understand what's going on. Well, I'm older, and in college, very well educated, and so forth and I still don't get it. Why is it, someone is there one second and gone the next? When I was much younger, in the early 90's, my grandfather on my fathers' side passed away after a long battle with cancer. From that moment, many of my life's interests revolved around cancer, learning about it, and sometimes praying to get it so I would know what it was like, and sympathize with others. I still have these feelings once and awhile, less of course with time. Then there are tragedies, in my case motorcycle accidents, pure shock, fear and endless sorrow, still continuing. I wonder how people either cry or do not cry, or how they just move on, and all of these things remain in the back of my mind. Every grandparent, and great grandparent save for one who has terrible mental disorders and other family members. I am now willing to dedicate my life to learning more, and suddenly i'm not able to write any more. good night to you all, and I hope to hear from you.