We just found out that a family relative (way too young as far as I am concerned) has been diagnosed with a terminal illness.
My motto that “life is too short”…. has hit me in the face. Life, no matter how long we have, is too short when it comes down to the end.
Whether you are 2, 20, 40 or 90 years old, when the notification comes that your days are very limited I am not sure how you deal with it, except to deal with it (Whatever that means… because it is a very individual thing).
What if you could have peace today with yourself, your God, or whatever it is that you believe is in the hereafter for you? If you could do this, wouldn’t life take a different road? Would that fear to leave this world exist?
As much as we try to prepare for our ultimate departure….I wonder if we can….. What do you think?
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