Everyone knows that death is inevitable, but you don't dwell much on it (or maybe you do). The concept of death is as complicated as the concept of living, in that you are accustomed to seeing and talking to someone every day or week, but it doesn't cross your mind that this could be the last time. Recently my family and I have gone through a personal loss and even though it's been a week or so since my Great Grandmother has died, its hitting everyone one differently at different times. So this isn't going to be about how short life is or how you should live for the moment or sharing family memories. No, this is me sharing my ramblings/reflections on death. So...

​There was a time when people lived in the moment. You went on family trips or hung out with friends and just experienced the world around you. The memories were in the stories of the people you were with. Now the memories are on our cell phones and online for everyone to see. We are so engaged in how everyone else's life is online, that we don't cherish the ones that are happening in front of us.