Death.

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i don't know if anyone copes with death, though.

Straws is right, it's the hardest thing we ever have to deal with and it's tough enough even if you try to prepare yourself for it, never mind when it happens unexpectedly. One of my best mates died last year and it was a f*cking killer, still burns now over stupid little things, like I'll be writing some music and think, God, can't wait to play this with Davus...........

You've got me sympathies.......I had a run two or three years ago when people around me were dropping like flies and it felt like the whole world was going to end, but you'll get through eventually it cos it's the only thing you can do m

Quote: lauf of bread, Sept 2009

Thanks Straws.

Well, I already regret making this thread.
Self indulgence at it's best worst.

If it needs to be said then I don't think it's self indulgent at all.

When my Gran died last december I made the mistake of trying to carry on like I was ok, and I ended up hiding behind a drum kit crying my eyes out with just about everyone on my course worried about me. And when my Great-Granddad went a few months later I again ended up breaking down in college.

It's a terrible thing, I agree. But it is something that everyone has to cope with at some point

My best friend died when I was 11. He was sick his whole life and missed pretty much the last 2 years of school when he was alive. But even though he was 11, he led an amazing life. He got to meet the whole Man United team when he was 9, even got birthday cards from some of them. He got to go to the World Cup final in 94 because there was a telly competition to win tickets, and he kept ringing in and ringing in and eventually won. Him constantly calling in racked up a phone bill of £900 that month, but when the telly people found out, they reimbursed his parents.

He was pretty much loved by everyone in the community. His funeral was the biggest I've heard of round my area. He started writing a book before he died, but didn't get to finish, so his folks hired a ghost writer to finish it. Book sold out within 2 weeks.

My neighbour also died in our house over 10 years ago when I was 13. Had a massive heart attck while he was looking out our sitting room window, waiting for someone to go by (I can't remember why). We were in the kitchen having dinner and heard a thud, but thought nothing of it. When my mother went in, she found him. The wake and everything was in our house too. I was pretty close to him. Both my maternal grandmother and paternal grandfather died before I was born, so my neighbours were like our other grandparents.

I still think about them a lot, but its important to remember the good times, not the bad. If you constantly worry about death, you might be slightly better prepared for it. But you'll never enjoy life as much.

(I didn't say anything funny in this post, which is unusual for me. However, if you re-read it in Joe Pasquales voice, it might be funnier)

All 4 of my grandparents died periodically over the course of my childhood. The first one, my mother's dad, died when I was very young, about 4, so I don't remember him. I remember all the others. The last one to die was my father's mum and she was the one I was closest to. I was almost as close to her as I am with my own mother and her death really hit me very hard and still hurts to this day despite happening over 3 years ago now. I wouldn't be who I am today without her influence, she had a heart of gold and only seemed to live to make other people happy.

In my opinion no amount of experience can prepare you for the death of a loved one.

I agree that Joe Pasquale isn't funny, but him saying something serious in his voice would be hilarious.

Quote: Rayanne Graff, Sept 2009

Quote: Paddy Irishman, Sept 2009

I agree that Joe Pasquale isn't funny, but him saying something serious in his voice would be hilarious.

Yeah, i see what you mean. His voice is funny but his jokes aren't.

Precisely. It's like having the Mini-me from Austin Powers talking about homeless people, in his squeaky-voice. Talking about something serious, but you can't help laughing