What happens when you die?

Nick Bott's father died this morning from leukemia. I hate cancer... I just want to punch it in the eye! It's not fair! I know that God is still with us through all of this... but why this sorrow and pain?

I still remember when Mr. Pritchett died. He was my band conductor in high school and died of stomach cancer my sophomore year. I remember that day... arriving late to French class in the morning and missing the principal's announcement. Walking down the hallway to math class and somebody telling me. I was fine ... walking in a haze. Did I make it to my seat before completely losing it? Walking to the band room... was I leaning on somebody's arm the whole way there? Then sobbing and sobbing... I would have crumpled to the floor if I hadn't collapsed in Mr. Roble's arms, and he held me up.

Death is strange.