When I spoke to my parents about illness and dying they said the obvious, that dying is apart of life and we are all apart of the ultimate statistic that 10 out of 10 people die. However,they did mention that they believe when you die it's not the end of it. Both of my parents were brought up to believe that when you die you either go to heaven or hell. Their religious beliefs affect how they come to terms and cope with death. They have taught me that dying is not something to be feared if you're the one doing the dying because that's what they were taught by their parents. While I think for others death can be a very scary thing to face.
This was the first time I really had a conversation about illness and dying with my family. It's something that when it happens we tend not to talk about. My parents said that they didn't really discuss it with their parents either.But I noticed that whenever someone dies in the family we get in touch with our own mortality realizing we're gonna die one day too and sometimes life can be too short. It hits you that suddenly you can go from being healthy to sick to eventually dead, that is unexpected for some people.
My parents mentioned that they feel a sense of loss and sadness when loved ones pass away, and at funerals they remember the person fondly. Celebrating that person's life, having food and people over after the funeral service. They believe that I should live everyday as if it were my last because one day it will be.
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