My friend's father passed away this morning in a car accident. My friend is holding up pretty well, and his fiancee is with him to help him deal with everything.
It's a rough thing, death. It really forces me to examine my own mortality - not just the shockingly long "Bucket List" I have, but also the sheer fact that I will one day shuffle off this mortal coil. It's frightening. Intellectually, I understand death's role in the circle of life, but intellect takes a back seat on days like today.
My friend said that his father was "ready," which I at first took as "he had a will." However, my friend was letting me know that his father was a Christian, and that he had been saved. I share the same faith, and know that the family can take solace that one day they will be reunited as a family, as part of a much larger Family.
I suppose the only thing we can do is the best we can we have with our time here. To let those we love know that we love them. To let our legacies be ones of joy and love, and not of greed and anger. To make the world a better place, even if it's only for one person for one day.
I have nothing else to say today. Nothing at all.
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