I usually write about love and/or relationships but today I am writing about a topic that is so deep to me I had to write about it, you guessed it death.  If you knew the date and time your life would end how would you live your life?  Would material things take on a new meaning and the thought of finding love make you more selective? Or would you feel you need to try everything you can before your time runs out?

Is it just me or does it seem that everywhere you turn someone is dying both young and old.  Just a week ago a 15 year old young man life ended as he was on his way home from school.  The vehicle he was riding overturned and he was ejected and after several days of fighting for his life lost the fight and died.  I can’t stop wondering what his day was like, did he feel any different than any other day or does death really creep into our existence like a “thief in the night”.  What was going thru his mind during the final hours? Did he reach out to love ones by some extraterrestrial method?  I know death is something we all will have to succumb to, so why isn’t the pain easier? One would think it would be easier especially since we know that death is ultimately the final outcome of our physical existence as we know it.

I lost my brother-in-law several years ago and his death still haunts me today. In 2010 I lost my uncle and all I can relate to is devastation. When will the soul become numb to the feeling and eventually allow you to disconnect and move forward with your life?

All I know is, I don’t like the end, I rarely say good-bye, and neither do I want the finale just move on to the new beginning. We can’t protect ourselves against random crime because we don’t know when it may occur, and we can’t save ourselves from the wrath of death because it is our final calling, a call we MUST answer. In the interim all we can do is live life to the fullest because this is all you get. If you haven’t did something you want to do, do it; If you haven’t said something you want to say, say it- because tomorrow may never come.



  1. KRISTENN said,

    May 23, 2012 at 11:02 pm

    I love it. But he was 17.

  2. Yolanda said,

    June 8, 2012 at 5:23 pm

    True words spoken , I love it and it puts something on your mind. Very well said.


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