Seven Things Death Has Taught Me
Death brings with it important lessons for living life.
I lost my first husband when I was 26, which left me with three very young children to raise on my own. I lost my Dad, paternal Grandfather and maternal Grandmother all within a three year period when in my 30’s. Two of those deaths were caused by terminal illnesses and the other two by quite unexpected accidents. In all cases, death has taught me much about life.
- Love may not conquer all but it certainly does master all.
- Never miss an opportunity to tell someone how great they have made your life.
- Be secure in who you are independently but exhilarate in who you become when in the company of someone you love.
- Instead of wishing away that annoying little habit your loved one clings to smile secretly knowing you will miss it terribly should the day come they aren’t around.
- Don’t wait to kiss and make up.
- Taking a few moments to make someone’s day is time well spent.
- Observing the world from other’s perspectives in addition to your own makes our one time tour on earth all the more enjoyable.
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Sharon
On June 5, 2008 at 9:02 pm
Thanks Janet. It is so true we have to make the most of every moment. Knowing I did everything I could for my Dad when he died was a great comfort. Now as I watch and wait for my mother to join him, I know quality time is more important than quantity.
FernHill
On June 6, 2008 at 9:26 pm
You story really moved me Janet. Thank you.
Kate Downs
On June 7, 2008 at 7:42 pm
Very moving story. Thank you for sharing your soul.
knewf
On June 9, 2008 at 9:34 am
so very very true
chantelg4
On June 10, 2008 at 2:01 pm
Thanks for the reminder, we do need to make the most of every minute.
Brett445
On June 11, 2008 at 7:12 pm
Brilliant story. Enjoyed it very much. Thanks
Ayopeju
On June 12, 2008 at 6:09 am
This is so true to life but we find it difficult to remember these things, thanks for sharing your story and lessons.
Robert Meacham
On January 9, 2009 at 9:40 pm
When I read this, I was compelled to write this, my take as you have inspired me to do.
Mourn not thy weeping heart.
With grace, I exit but without sorrow.
I left thy soul with time on borrow,
Waiting for thee until thy part.
Without the touch, I embrace thee
and see the message in thane eyes
I give to Thee my love infinity
yet that is not enough as time goes by.
Rushing in yet quickly left
Measured are the years, and yet
Forever seems not long enough
like loving you for just a moment.
If love must be measured in life,
let it be for endurance and not the sorrow.
I shall believe in enduring love
and with thee, there will be the morrow.
Robert Meacham eHow
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