Death isn't beautiful or nice in any way, it's excruciatingly painful.
And bodies aren't these ethereal things, they are just that, bodies, but I don't think a lot of people realize this. Though it may sound morbid to some, experience with with a body is actually very enlightening and it's something that I think everyone should have to face at at least one point in their life.
I watched my baby, and best friend die, in my lap and while it is probably the most difficult thing I have ever have to do, I would do it again a thousand times. You know that surreal feel you get when someone dies, and another person comes bearing the news? It's just words, words that don't even make much sense, it doesn't feel permanent and final at all. Watching someone die, and/or handling the body makes everything so much more real. Because I'm gonna be brutally honest here, I cried for hours over my dead cat, but I knew, I knew she was gone. Her body, at first, was limp, still warm, but so still. I held her in my arms and though she was only bones with fur on them in the end, she was so heavy, it took me by surprise.
We don't talk about these aspects of death, we talk about how we should remember them by the good times, and how we'll get over our grief. Never have I heard anyone in real life say how, in a sense, it's good to see and feel the body. Because I think it is, it helps with our grieving, to actually realize that they're gone. It cuts down that period where everything feels surreal and you fall into an almost psychotic state, which is, in my opinion the hardest stage.
If you made it all the way trough, thank you for taking the time to read this. I probably didn't make much sense, but hey, a woman can try.
Goodbye my baby, my best friend, sleep tight. We'll meet again.
Av jord är du kommen, jord skall du åter varda.