WHEN DEATH CAME KNOCKING

I'm one of those people that has never really known how or been able to process death; I become so numb and terribly afraid of saying the wrong thing to the one who is grieving or mourning the loss of a loved one that I pretty much just remain mute. Somehow I viewed death as 'that tragic thing that happens to other people' and I remember praying never to experience it in my own home or have it knock at the door of any of my friends or loved ones because I knew losing someone I loved would literally send me over the edge but little did I know that death had seen my fears and was planning on paying my household a visit before moving on to claim others that I knew and cared about.