Tuesdays With Morrie (pgs. 139-192), Week 5, Post B

23 tissues. That's how many I went through in the last thirty pages of Tuesdays with Morrie. I wasn’t crying because it was incredibly sad like he had a hard painful death. It was just such a touching ending and it was the good kind of crying. The kind where it’s just so sweet and you just can’t believe that a thing like that happened. It also made me remember about when my grandparents died and how sad I was. I remember thinking, “why did this have to happen to me? It’s just not fair.” But after reading Tuesdays with Morrie, I realized that it happens to everyone, and it’s just death. It shouldn’t scare people. It will happen to all of us, and we’ll just have to get used to it. But we shouldn’t feel like we have to avoid it either. It’s going to happen whether we get used to it or not. This thought might scare some people, but it kind of makes me feel at ease with death and facing it. I don’t feel so worried about it or awkward around the topic. Now that I’ve witnessed it and felt its grief, it doesn’t scare me. I don’t want people to be really sad that I’ve died (when I do, years from now); I want them to remember me for the good times I enjoyed in life. This is the same outlook that Morrie had, that surprised so many people. It’s changed the lives and opinions of many people since the book was written and published. This was a wonderful book.