At a young age I looked at death differently. Like every single human being on earth we have dealt with death at some point in our lives. For me it was my uncle who showered me with love and suddenly he passed away. It left me shocked and confused because i didn't understand where he was and always anticipated him coming back knowing he was gone forever. Growing it keep getting harder the more family who keep dying. Finally my grandma my favorite person in the world passes and my world is rocked then I learned that she couldn't live forever and that i have to cope with the idea of death being equal as important as life is to us. It is apart of the human experience and we have to understand it and not let it consume us.