He Died Peacefully In His Sleep
“In memory of Peter Ludwig who passed away peacefully on the night of August 31, 2018.”
Every single day, newspapers provides us information on those who've been released from this planet and who's families can afford the cost of placing an obituary in their favorite or local newspaper..
1947 - 2012
Born May 12, 1947 in Athens, Greece, she passed away peacefully on May 1, 2019 while resting peacefully, surrounded by her family. Those
who knew her would tell you that her family was most important to her and she worked hard every day.
She dreamed of returning to Greece, the land of her birth and having a home on the island of Hydra. She could often be heard chanting
Hydra by the Sea, Hydra by the Sea, loving her memories of her homeland.
80% of the proceeds of Virginia's estate will be used to develop homes for homeless immigrants throughout Greece.
Virginia fought a vigilant battle with cancer and was release from her pain when she peacefully passed on May 1, 2012 at 4:19 PM.
A viewing will be held on April 15, 2012 at the St. Vincent's Catholic Church in Kearns.
Burial will be in May on the island of Hydra, Greece.
How do we know her death was a peaceful? How do those who create these obituaries know those deaths were peaceful. Was someone posted bedside throughout each day, watching every movement of the person who died, peacefully? Were electrodes attached t to monitor the level of pain of the individual who died peacefully?
Mr. Jaques (Jack) Lewis
1943 - 2019
Born in Haybuck, Montana in 1943, Jack died peacefully at 16:12 on April 15, 2019.
His daughter, Julie Covington, was at his side. Jack, a prominent attorney, is preceded in death by his brother Jim who overdosed on heroin.
Family and friends are invited to attended services at the Whispering Clouds Funeral Parlor …... This obituary fill one half the page.
The obituaries get more elaborate with the amount of money the dead person’s family spends for the number of lines of print in the Daily News. As the family member assigned the role of obituary placer, that person will be reminded that this is the last time they will be able to let everyone their loved one knew about them passing on. They learn to understand that cost is not the factor, but having the proper remembrance of their beloved is vital.
What do these writers of epithets, authors of obituaries, reporters of death, know of how an individual died? How do they know if the individual's death was peaceful or horrific? How do they know that the person they are writing about simply closed his or her eyes, never to wake again? To expand this question, how do the readers of these obituaries actually know what the term ‘peacefully’ means to the person writing the epithet? What if the epithet writer is a crazed sadist who tortures animals and pulls wings off living flies? What would the meaning of the word peaceful be to that sort of individual? How about an author of obituaries who thrives on S & M?
Unless the person writing of how someone died was present throughout the entire period of time that person was dying, there is no knowledge of what transpired during the last few hours or the last few minutes of the dead person’s existence on earth. These reporters of death only postulate what they believe to be the case because the dead individual was found unharmed, lying dead in bed, or in a lounge chair at home. Do they only write what they believe those who read the obituary want to read?
By not being present to observe, they know not if the dead person who died peacefully had a grievously painful heart attack, grasping his chest while gasping for air and enduring the pain of the heart muscles cramping, convulsing and seizing. Did the arresting functions of the heart muscle feel like the cramps we occasionally have in our leg muscles which momentarily cripple us? Was the gasping for air that the now dead person encountered similar to the experience of an individual who is drowning, surfaces to get a gasp of air, are pulled underwater again only to surface and get another small gasp of air that brings only enough oxygen to the lungs to keep the body painfully floating downstream until the last desperate gasp for air is mostly water because the drowning person lacked sufficient strength to get far enough above the watery surface to get enough air to stay alive? If that is the case, was the death was peaceful, as reported in the obituaries.
If the cause of death is not the heart, but instead the rupturing of blood vessels of the brain, did the now deceased briefly wake to a headache so painfully severe, that it would be incomprehensible to any living soul? Would the ringing in her ears have been louder than what it would have been if she were standing next to the massive bells of Notre Dame as they are brought to full chime? As her blood flowed from the ruptured vessels, did her head begin to feel as though it would burst, causing an ache so intolerable she wished death would come instantly?
What is not known from what is read in epithets in the obituaries is how truly peaceful or painful the death of an individual was as they passed their last few living minutes on planet Earth.
It is remotely possible that the experience of the deceased passing into the next realm was as excruciatingly painful as medical science informs us heart attacks and brain aneurysms usually are? It seems desirous for those who knew Anthony or Sarah, to read that their transcendence to the next wold, if there is a next world was peaceful. It is further comforting to know, true of false, that death was a transition during their sleep; they were already unconscious and slipped peacefully, without pain or agony, into wherever we transcend upon our final exhale.
To those who write epithets, I give praise for informing the world that no matter how painful someone's passing from their early being into the next realm may have been, those individuals died peacefully in their sleep.
The thought of a sniper's bullet striking a victim's cranium seems to be what could be considered a peaceful death. The deceased had no idea that their time was up, and if there was pain, it was for only a fraction of a milisecond.