Death is a tricky thing. The hard thing about it is the lack of understanding. This human world doesn't offer many answers when our loved ones leave us behind. We are left....standing there.....with nothing. Hopelessness, lonliness, confusion, anger.....the list goes on. If you have ever lost a loved one you know exactly what I'm talking about. I learned alot from the lives of the people that I'm going to talk about but for the purpose of this post I'm going to focus on what I learned about death. My first encounter with death was when I was 8 or 9 years old. My dad's best friend died. Mr. Johnson was more like family, saying he was merely a friend would be an injustice. I remember being sad, and I remember standing at the funeral home outside of the main sanctuary where his casket was. I was so afraid of seeing him like that I decided early on that I wouldn't go in. That's what I thought anyways! Mrs. Johnson took mine and my sister's ...