The other night I watched him doze off in his chair. My husband looked tired – work had been crazy lately, and a lot had been going on in our private lives as well. My friend, my partner, my lover is getting old right beside me.
Tag: <span>Afterlife</span>
“We are surrounded every day by the wonders of life, wonders beyond comprehension that we simply take for granted. I decided that day that I would live my life—not simply exist. If I died and discovered heaven on the other side, well, that’d be just fine and dandy. But if I didn’t live my life as if I was already in heaven, and I died and found only nothingness, well…I would have wasted my life. I would have wasted my one chance in all of history to be alive.”
― Allen Eskens, The Life We Bury
There are just some kind of men who – who’re so busy worrying about the next world they’ve never learned to live in this one, and you can look down the street and see the results.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
If there is more than this
If there is another life
Then watch out for me
Is it just me who feels that days are flying by? Or, that a month disappears into another month, another season, another year? How does a lifetime get swallowed up? Aren’t we just living like all the other people? Why do we take risks with our health and with our financial resources? What is it all about?
The song title is so appealing to me and I find the lyrics rather uplifting than sad. We all will die one day, that’s a given, but so many of us seem to be living in fear of what will be.
I wrote to my Mother years ago, a letter that I never send, a letter that she never read. There was no need to send it, it wasn’t meant for her in the first place. I didn’t know if she was still alive or not, I didn’t know where she was and didn’t want to know.