Your Gonna Die, So How Are You Gonna Live?

There’s no other way to say it but you are, you’re going to die. Who told you that you get to live in to your 70/80’s, will die quietly in your bed surrounded by your loved ones? This seems to be the expectation of those that will even acknowledge their death, there are those that won’t even acknowledge that this applies to them. The thing is not all of us will go that way. Death you are guaranteed but how and when well that’s anyone’s guess. Those that do go as I’ve just described got the ace. They were upgraded from coach to 1^st Class, we all hope it’s going to happen for us but we also know it’s a long shot.

Now bear with me here, it’s through acknowledging the prospect of our own death we can then think about life. Everything has it’s opposite and when we experience both our appreciation of both deepens. Anyone who’s lost a loved one will tell you that. When it’s ended we feel a loss and think of what we would have done differently.

Death is but a moment away from anyone so with that in mind start to live. If this morning was the last time you were going to kiss your spouse and kids goodbye because tonight you weren’t going to get to come home, what would you do and say differently? And, why if you think that you would do differently that morning, do you cheat them and yourself all the other times?

When people develop a life threatening illness those around them see it as an injustice, like some set of rules have been broken. It would break my heart to loose any one of my family, but I also understand that none of us came with any lifetime guarantees, life and death don’t discriminate they just are. There is no right or wrong in it, it just happens, but it’s what we do with that knowledge that’s the important part.

For that reason I make sure that I enjoy them not through fear but through gratitude that I have these moments with them, even when I have to dig a little deeper when they are actually annoying the b’Jesus out of me, I catch it and then think how would I feel if they weren’t here? How important is it for me to be in a bad mood with them? So far, I've yet to find that important reason.

Supposing it’s not death, how about loosing your faculties? I had a very close look at the possibility of becoming disabled and scary as it was, that experience has become a blessing. I sure love my body now and am grateful for it. It doesn’t look like any of the stereotypes in the popular gossip and fashion magazines. In fact far from them but it’s mine and it lets me do the things I want to do and every time I’m grateful, really grateful because tomorrow I might not be able to.

I swim 64 lengths regularly, even when I don’t want to because I can today, I may not be able to tomorrow. I walk up a very steep hill as exercise because I can today, tomorrow I may not be able to. I look; I mean really look at my loved ones because tomorrow I may not be able to. And when I love them, I take in the moment the feel of them, their smell and all that they mean to me, because tomorrow I may not be able to.

So, if your tomorrow is changed beyond all recognition or it doesn’t come at all……… what are you going to do differently with all the today’s that you have left?

Have a good one

Dxxx