Aggregate Death
14 Deep Dark Death Fears
“Deep Dark Fears” is a comic about irrational fears. The idea behind “Deep Dark Fears” is pretty cool: you submit YOUR deep dark fears HERE and if the artist thinks it’s cool and original, he makes your fear into a comic.
You can also buy his work HERE.
Not ALL his comic are about death, you can check out the rest of his “Deep Dark Fears” at his WEBSITE.
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10 Year Old Cancer Victim Secretly Has Christmas Presents Delivered to Her Family after Her Death
A 10-year-old girl thoughtfully bought her family Christmas presents online before passing away last month.
Shortly after Lily-Mae McKinstry tragically died of brain cancer in November her family started receiving mystery presents in the post.
Lily-Mae’s parents, Andrew and Vicki from Chelmsford, UK, have since discovered their daughter was secretly buying gifts with her dad’s credit card.
Vicki told the Daily Mail the whole family was “devastated”.
“Our whole world came crashing down, we were making plans and expected Lily to be around for Christmas.
“After she died we were sorting out her things and were so shocked when we saw Andrew’s credit card details in her notebook – but when we chased it up the penny dropped. Our beautiful, special girl had brought us all surprise Christmas presents.”
— LIVIA GAMBLE via Stuff
As a father, my greatest fear is losing my son. I rarely entertain the thought of losing him and I rarely attempt to imagine how I would react.
When I do briefly think about the unthinkable, my mind immediately dwells in darkness. And while I have no intention of dwelling on that darkness, I can only surmise what small twinkle of light these gifts from Lily-Mae must have meant to her parents. It requires great foresight and personal strength to acknowledge the imminence of one’s death. But to also have the added foresight and strength to think about those you’ll be leaving behind and to give them gifts (she also left thank you cards for everyone she loved). Such unselfish acts from a dying 10 year old strike me as the quintessential “spirit of Christmas”.
Even though the admonition sounds cliche around the holiday season, it does do us good to be reminded to love, hug, kiss, enjoy our family and friends with as much meaning as we can muster.
16 Gifts that Could Get You Murdered
Sure. Theses “gifts” might be gag gifts. But, if taken seriously, they could incite murderous intentions in their respective recipients. Gift carefully, my friends.
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64 Things About Grief
This video is from the website “What’s Your Grief”. The website also offers these “64 things” in a blog post entitled, “64 Things I Wish Someone Had Told Me About Grief”
The Grief of Christmas Past, Present and Future
© 2010 Kevin Dooley, Flickr | CC-BY | via Wylio
Holidays can underscore everything that is wonderful in life. Especially in America, where life is so busy, where there’s rarely time off from the grind, holidays allow us a chance to be human, to enjoy our relationships, to enjoy our family and friends.
For many, it’s a time when we come home. Maybe our jobs have taken us away from our extended families, or our wanderlust has created a land distance between the place we grew up and the place we’ve planted ourselves.
Holidays allow us to touch … again. Touch, hug, and kiss our parents. Embrace our brothers, tightly hug our sisters. It fills what Facebook and Skype can’t provide.
But the same thing that underscores life also underscores what’s missing.
Parents, who only a couple years past were welcoming you home for the holidays with their embrace, their holiday feast, are now gone. Siblings, spouses, maybe even children — people who were mainstays in our lives — are no longer there to share in the life of Christmas morning, of New Year feasts, of presents.
And what is meant for rest … what is meant for life … becomes a time that creates unrest as it all accentuates what’s missing … or rather who’s missing … from the family table, from the celebrations. The busyness of work, of kids, of our schedules comes to a screeching halt during the holidays and all of a sudden we have time to remember.
We remember the holidays past. The joy. The hugs. The love. The life that is now missing. And all the grief that we thought was over all comes flooding back into our hearts and our minds.
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If you’re the person who will be met with the unrest of death during this holiday season, here’s some practical advice for dealing with the grief of the past, present and future:
The Grief of the Past and Present: Whether your loss was very recent or years gone, when you’re with your family and friends this season, take time to remember your loved one who has passed away. Before the meal, or during the game, speak up and share something like this, “Hey guys, I just want to say that I love you all and I really miss ______ this year.” That’s it. Or, if you want to go on, share your favorite holiday memory of your loved one.
If you really want to be an angel this holiday, visit or call or send a card to someone you know who has recently lost. A simple “I’m thinking about you this holiday” goes a very, very long way.
The Grief of the Future: The best way to deal with the grief of the future is to live life now with absolutely no regrets. This comes from the authority that a funeral director possesses – if you’re at odds with a family member or a friend, no matter how ugly the dispute or no matter how hurt your pride, life is simply too short to hold a grudge. Give your family, your friends and yourself the greatest gift you could possibly give this Christmas – a gift that reflects the real reason of Christmas – and forgive.
And if you haven’t lost a loved one recently, I encourage you to love EXTRA HARD this holiday season. Live! Hug! Speak your love over your family and friends! And when the festivities are done and they’re leaving to go home, make sure you tell them that you love them.
I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas! I love you all.
