A person has to confront death to understand life’s meaning
Life is what we make it, always has been and always will be. When I first read the statement, “ A person has to confront death to understand life’s meaning,” I first strongly disagree. However, I let it sink in as my classmates and I started discussing it and then I began to doubt my first decision. I picked this statement because I was most indecisive with it.
At first, without even thinking I thought, “I’m not dead and I’m loving life,” but the I realized that’s not what it really meant. I then put my self and my experiences in this equation and one contradict the statement but one fits perfectly. I have two near death experiences a while ago and it still have a secret a impact on me today. The first time death creeps up on me was the summer when I was eight years old. I was in New York with my family and we met up with my other family in New York to go out. We split up into two cars. My one uncle, my mom, my cousin and my sister in one car and the rest in the other cars. As we were driving down the highway, I somehow opened the door and was almost blown away. I was held back with one bare grip of my mom sitting in the passenger seat. My sister and cousin were shocked and didn’t react fast enough but luckily my mom caught me. I have to say it was very scary and I almost died, but I didn’t learn anything from that experience. In conclusion of my one thought, sometimes death doesn’t make you realize what you have and what it means, or even how should cherish it.
In addition to that, I was diagnosed with Chronic Idiopathic Thrombocytopenic Purpura (ITP) when I was in the eighth grade. Chronic ITP is a long term bleeding condition in which the blood does not clot because of the extremely low blood platelets. I took off every friday of my eighth grade year to monitor my platelets and took many trips to labs and hospitals. However, there’s this one specific day I will never forget. I was hanging out...