Working as a medic for several years, I may have similar experiences to Beccs. What struck me most, was the banality of death. Someone lying on the floor, their personal stuff being arranged on shelves to never be used again. Or, someone having died in their bathroom, having suffered a massive Hemorrhage. And you could actually follow the traces of their dying by following the blood. That really freaked me out, since I couldn't help feeling their ultimate despair.
What can I say? I sat at my parent's death beds and it didn't convert me. I only knew I had to cope with the loss, since I would never see them again. No revelation, no nothing.
What can I say? I sat at my parent's death beds and it didn't convert me. I only knew I had to cope with the loss, since I would never see them again. No revelation, no nothing.