If the only two certainties are birth and death, our stories are what happens between those points. They can be as short as a few hours or days of life. They can be as long as a centenarian. Our stories are what make us human. They are what's left behind after we are gone. They live on in the memories of people we knew. They tell the world, "Hey! I lived on a speck of dust in an infinite universe for a mere moment in time. I had a beating heart and electricity in my brain. I took part in the miracle of human existence." This page is filled with remembrances, often penned by someone before they died. You'll also see examples of how people find comfort in memorializing their loved ones through obituaries; funeral ceremonies; and other rites and rituals.