So, I know that writing about death for my first blog post on a blog about life is a little contradictory. However, I feel like coping with the idea of death is one of the most important factors to living fully. So here we go:
Do you ever wonder what people will remember of you when you’ve passed? What legacy will you leave for those following you? How will you impact the world and those around you? What would someone say at your funeral?
Maybe those are morbid thoughts to dwell on, but I find myself thinking about them often. I’ve spent sleepless nights wondering what it’d be like if I was to die right now. What have I accomplished in my life that’s worth noting? I’d like to think that when I die, I will have done something to change at least one person’s life. But, have I done that? Not as of yet. Not that I know of. Sure, I have a whole life ahead of me to live. I will likely do many things and meet many people. I will succeed and fail and succeed and fail again. These are natural parts of life.
But, it is irrefutable that we never know which day will be our last. Hell, I could drop dead tomorrow without any rhyme or reason. (Let’s all hope that doesn’t happen though!)
This brings me to an age old hypothetical question: What would you do if you only had one day left to live?
Being that my momma has worked in a medical field for the military my whole life, I have had way too many experiences seeing death. I’ve seen men and woman with arms and legs missing, coming back from down range, barely holding onto life. I’ve seen people with terminal illnesses watch everything fall apart in front of them. I’ve seen cancer, cardiac arrest, car accidents, drugs, alcohol. The one thing typically driving each of them forward is saying “I love you” one last time. Hugging their kids and kissing them goodnight. Saying words they always kept inside. Doing SOMETHING which they will be remembered for.
Is that really what we all desire? We, as humans, fear death. Why shy away from it in conversation? We look away when we see something that reminds us of it. We’ve been searching for the fountain of youth to soothe our souls since the beginning of time. If you think about it, maybe the real key to immortality is as simple as being remembered by someone.
So, all you lovely readers out there (I know there probably aren’t a lot of you because this blog is new), now that I’ve shared my thoughts I’d like to hear yours. What WOULD you do if you only had one day left to live and money wasn’t an issue? Do you worry about being remembered? What is the key to immortality on Earth (not referring to anything spiritual)?