How did you come to me? In what shape? What disguise?

When you lose someone you love, at a point there, life loses it's meaning. Nothing makes sense anymore, time stops, everything stops. They're gone in a second, one second they're alive the next they're dead, gone. That one moment between life..and death, I wonder how it's like..

What do they become?! which form do they take? or they're simply gone? becoming nothing? In life they were individuals with consciousness, feelings, thoughts, desires. How possibly do they become nothing? in a second! In death we're six feet under, planted in the earth's soil. I'd like to think that my passed away loved ones, has become an element of mother nature, that they go back to where they first came from. The chance that when rain falls down they might be a rain drop giving life to dying tree leaves..