Since the beginning of time, there has been life and death. In life there are many connections, many memories and many mistakes. Then, in death, you leave everything behind, and are remembered only by those you met. However, the death of a loved one is never easy. When they die, it's as if they take a part of their loved one with them. Which in turn leaves a void of desperation for closure and, in fact, one of the best ways to find closure is to discuss it among others. The film “Common Threads; Stories from the Quilt,” illustrates these stories told by mourners and allows the public to understand the damage caused by the AIDS epidemic. This illustration of memories allowed me to connect withAnd I was there and I watched his face and I kept reaching for a handle, looking for something to hold on to, to keep him from going. But there was no handle,” (Common Threads: Stories from the Quilt, 00:51:00). The quote for me summed up the pain and vulnerability people felt when their loved ones died of AIDS. It also shows how people would try everything in their power just to keep their loved ones alive, even if it had to pull a handle to keep them from dying. When I heard this, I remembered that time when I said my uncle had died on his deathbed. I remember how strange it was to see it happen. I thought I imagined it because he looked exactly the same as when he slept. At that moment I just wanted to do something, anything to wake him up, but I knew I couldn't. It was so horrible to have the desire to help him, but know it was too late. In conclusion, the film “Common Threads: Stories of the Quilt” allowed me to understand the pain that the AIDS epidemic caused its victims. It did this best by giving the audience the opportunity to share their moments of joy and tribulations through narratives