Tuesday, June 09, 2015
What? Where? and When?
As we all approach a "certain" age, facing mortality becomes a fact of life, unfortunately. It can happen as one turns 50, as it did for me. Or it can happen off and on as a dear friend or companion passes on.
So far this year, seven people I knew have passed on. Two in the last month. I hate to admit this, but, I'm slightly freaked out. The fact is, all were younger then I!
Seriously, I don't think it is fair that we don't know what we're going to die from. Where we're going to be when "it" happens or when. Do we have a day, a week, a month or several years left? It sure would help in the planning process.
When news came yesterday that a dynamic, exuberant woman that I recently met passed on this weekend after only having been sick for a few days, my world was shaken at the loss and at the consequences.
It has caused me to not eat the healthy salad that I started to order at lunch yesterday, but, instead to eat the Tex-Mex enchiladas that I so love at Milagros. Silly, I know, but what the heck!
What's the point? How doe one resolve the helpless feeling that no matter what you do - be good, or not, be healthy or not - the result is the same in the end. I know, live each day as if it is the only one. But that thought gets old after a while.
It's a heavy thing to contemplate. If you have got some wise words or ways that you have come to peace with this, I sure would like to hear it. I'm sure others would as well.
Yes, actually, I have accepted my mortality some day, but I would rather know the date, time and place for planning purposes. Yes, I know that's silly and humorous, but true.