I had a conversation about this with one of my old professors. He did free clinic work in Africa and would tell the class about the acceptance of death in African life. Of course they miss their loved ones, but they recognize that death is a part of living. One of the stories he relayed was while he served in Ethiopia. One of the older men they were trying to help eventually died to heart failure. The son came around an hour later with the car and placed his father into the back seat to drive him to the burial grounds. My prof said his condolences to the son, but the boy said, "No need to be sorry, that is just the cycle of life". My professor's experiences in foreign countries taught him how much first world countries have come to fear death.
I had a conversation about this with one of my old professors. He did free clinic work in Africa and would tell the class about the acceptance of death in African life. Of course they miss their loved ones, but they recognize that death is a part of living. One of the stories he relayed was while he served in Ethiopia. One of the older men they were trying to help eventually died to heart failure. The son came around an hour later with the car and placed his father into the back seat to drive him to the burial grounds. My prof said his condolences to the son, but the boy said, "No need to be sorry, that is just the cycle of life". My professor's experiences in foreign countries taught him how much first world countries have come to fear death.