i have to honestly admit that ive never learned to cope with death. im 26 and start thinking about death for REAL. im not afraid of it. no. i was dead already. from beginning of time until my birth. it didnt hurt. its fine to be dead.
BUT! its not easy to see that all your relatives and friends who died along the way *MAY* dont come back. the hope of resurrection is like a fluffy pillow what helps you to cope with OTHERS death. they arent gone forever, you'll see'em again. so the possibility that there *may* be NOTHING more is not easy to cope with if you learned it otherwise from you're earliest childhood on.
it makes almost cry when i recall the glimpse of joy in my grandpas eyes when he spoke about it. *sighs* so much hope... maybe for nothing...
When my wife found out the Truth about the Truff, she felt the same way. The possibility of never seeing her dead sister again. I recall a scene from a movie where the actress said, "There has too be something more to this life than just death, or God is playing a cruel trick on us all"