Even though I believe departed love ones still visit us from time to time, I think it's natural to feel sad over their death. My uncle, who was essentially a father to me, died when I was 12 and even though I've had dream visitations, I still feel sad at his passing because he's no longer physically here. We used to visit nature parks, zoos, children's adventure parks...I used to go to his house or we'd go to McDonald's and then take our meal to this hill where we could see the whole of the city we lived in. Yes, he still visits me but I miss his physical presence. I miss talking to him and getting an audible reply or a hug when I see him. He was funny and always brightened up a room wherever he went. This is what makes me sad.

I'm sorry for the huge essay! :(