Fear
On yesterday I got an e-mail from a friend of mine. The e-mail was a forward of an obituary from a girl that I knew from college. I didn't know her personally, but everyone knew her. She was the person that came to campus and light up everything. She was involved with student body, a member of Phi Beta Kappa. She won the Miss Black EIU crown her sophomore year, she was good at everything. Her obituary stated that she went on to graduate from Loyola school of Law. She was married for three years and had a 9 month old son. There was accomplishment after accomplishment and accolade after accolade of the things that she's done. She was only 27. She died December 29, 2005. I was devastated. I was sad because she left at such a young age. There was so much power in her. So much that would be lost. After reading it I started thinking about myself and my mortality. I'm deathly afraid of death. I'm only 28 and I have not accomplished nearly as much as she and I want to live a long life. She died of a disease that she had since childhood. I have a blood condition that could show up at any time and take me out. I don't want to live in fear of dying.