This has been on my mind lately.
It’s funny how we all get caught up in the latest fashion, nice cars, TVs, cell phones, parties, alcohol, money, and other material things. But when someone points a gun at your face, when you stare death in the eye, what do you do?
My surroundings have been constantly reminding me of death. I work in a retirement community, where senior citizens come to spend as much of their remaining life in peace and fulfillment. I always wonder, they’ve done it all. Relationships, careers, families, sicknesses, life struggles. They’ve attained so many life experiences, regrets, highlights. So what’s left for them to worry about? What are they thinking about?
I JUST found out an acquaintance has breast cancer. She’s only 27. She’s married and has a two year old. She might not even get to accumulate the same amount of life experiences as those 60+ year olds I encounter at my retirement community.
A few months ago, my friends sister, husband, and son died in a car crash, leaving behind a 10 year old son and a 4 year old son. When I first saw that 4 year old boy, I bawled my eyes out. He has no idea.
Last night I had a dream my dad died. And all I remember was bawling my eyes out.
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When I think about all the parties I’ve been to, the material extravagances I’ve indulged, I slap myself to think that it is all unimportant to life’s true matters. I always think, when if I die young? When if I get cancer?
There are things beyond this earth that I, and we, constantly fail to realize.
I know this all must sound super serious, dramatic, or whatever.
But it’s (real)ity
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