Death is one of humanity's biggest fears (some people could argue that it is undoubtedly our biggest fear). This has been true ever since the first humans walked the earth. Imagine being one of those humans and making the morbid and shocking discovery that death exists. You lose a family member, friend, or lover to death's cold, merciless grip. Unable to cope with the horrifying and sickening event, you live your life dazed until death takes you, too. You learned that it would also come for you. Or maybe you did not think it would. Either way, those humans developed a fear of death and, as a result, this fear became ingrained in the human psyche.
“Hi Puff!” I exclaimed excitedly as my cat Teenie greeted me at the front door with a loud, jubilant meow. Puff was one of her nicknames, but she was actually a short-haired cat with light gray fur and a small amount of white fur. This was the greeting that I received every weekday afternoon from 2008 to 2010. I was attending community college at the time. I had classes during the day in most of my semesters. As a result, I would always return home around 5:00 PM at the latest. I was satisfied with this because I didn’t want to go anywhere at night. I preferred being in the comfort of my own home after dusk.
This sculpture captures exactly how families feel after a loved one passes away. And after they're forced to pay an absurd price for his/her funeral. Photo credit: PKH Photography (My mom's photo). Used with permission.