Gone. Gone. Gone. Covering this topic forced me to take a deeper look into the harsh reality that surrounds death. This occurrence comes along with multiple strings attached like grief, anger, acceptance, and cold-hearted pain. One cannot begin to understand the pain of loss, when loss has not been felt, and one can not understand suicide victims when the thought process of suicide has not been felt. Although this topic was dark and gloomy, the few upsides seemed to peek through with the help of our guiding stories. Dylan Thomas’s “Do not go gentle into that good night” and Andrew Hudgin’s “Elegy for My Father, Who Is Not Dead” help to perceive the deep and multitude of ways that the occurrence of death can go. While one story describes the strong yearning for not wanting a loved one to perish just yet, another takes a closer look in one of the many ways that death can be interpreted. It can be incredibly breathtaking to imagine a closed loved one perishing or even wrap my head around myself dying one day. When we are young, we think death is inevitable and it is untouchable to us. While looking deeper into this theme, I came to the self realization that death has no age, no race, no color, and certainly no time.
Dylan Thomas’s “Do not go gentle into that good night”, gives the internal battle that one might be fighting. This story that we took a closer look into, was a son who throughout the entire story is hoping that his father will fight not to die. The author gives us a major hint like “Rage, rage against the dying of the light” (Thomas 1), to help us understand how badly he does want his father to stay alive. There is only so much that loved ones can do while watching a close loved one pass away. We can do many things like pray, send love, sing, and even wish. But will any of those things really work? What exactly does one do when a loved one is hanging onto life by a thread? In my opinion, the only option that is left, is hope. You can hope that somewhere in their mind, they are fighting to come back to earth and be with the family they will be leaving. Much like the son in the story who is hoping with all his heart that his father will not die, thousands of people are experiencing the exact same mental process of hoping. When science can only go so far and prayer can only go so far, all that is left to do is hope. Hope with all of our hearts.
Andrew Hudgins’ “Elegy for My Father, Who Is Not Dead”, dives straight into another form of death that society does not often acknowledge. When you want someone to be metaphorically dead as in gone, that to me just sounds like a whole lot of family drama. The story follows as a child of a father who maybe was not always present and did not have the best parent-child relationship. A child who is know much older according to the story and is hoping to one day get a phone call that their father is dead. We do not get too much insight into why the relationship is so damaged and what exactly went wrong according to the child’s side. However, quotes like “He’s ready” (Hudgins 1), gives us a major clue into the sureness of their father’s death. Personally, it was really hard to understand where the child is coming from because I could never imagine wishing that one of my parents would die already. I guess that it all depends on the extent and the magnitude of what the parent did or did not do. I believe in forgiveness and after a period of healing, finding the strength and hope to forgive them. A really important thing that this topic about death taught me, was to value the family that I have now and never forget the room for forgiveness and the endless possibilities of love.
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Works Cited
Hudgins, Andrew “Elegy for My Father, Who Is Not Dead”, 1987
Thomas, Dylan “Do not go gentle into that good night”













