I’m trying something new and including an audio version of the post here:
Life is so uncertain. I know this, but don’t always remember.
When I heard the shocking news of the sudden passing of a healthy, well-loved man in the prime of his life, I immediately thought of his family and friends and the shock and grief they must be feeling at losing him so unexpectedly.
And it reminded me of an important truth:
There’s no guarantee of another day, of another year.
I, too, will die one day. Hopefully later than sooner, but who knows?
Preparing for the inevitable.
Years ago my dad was diagnosed with bone cancer. At the time, I was a single mom doing my best to manage a household and raise two young children while working full-time. Those days were physically and emotionally taxing.
I lived next door to The Murray’s, a retired couple and would chat with Mr. Murray about the weather, the kids, and the goings-on in the neighborhood.
One day I was in the front yard talking to Mr. Murray and somehow and for some reason I told him that my dad had just been diagnosed with bone cancer.
Mr. Murray listened and said, “Well, prepare yourself.”
His response surprised me and got my attention. My dad and I had issues (I’ve written about some of them here), but I always thought my dad was one of those people who would always survive. He’d survived seizures and comas and I thought he’d survive this too. I wasn’t ready.
I’d lost my 27 year-old sister two years before. Though she was ill, her death was sudden and unexpected. I had not been prepared to lose her, to live with the fact that when I said good-bye to her on a cold, clear Christmas night in 1994 that that would be the last time I saw her alive.
But this was different. My dad had bone cancer. This would inevitably kill him. And I was not prepared.
I took Mr. Murray’s advice to heart and mentally and emotionally prepared myself for my dad’s death. It made a big difference in our relationship.
Life and death.
None of this is meant to be morbid or depressing. Really!
I don’t obsess about death, but I am cognizant of the one thing I know for sure: I will die. Some day.
Hopefully not for a long time. If I live to life expectancy, I figure I have about 25 years left.
I consider that ample time to prepare myself. (As it gets closer I may change my mind about how prepared I can be for my own death.)
But for me all this talk about death is not really about death. It’s about life. Time in this life is a finite resource.
It makes me think of my life and what I’ve done and what I still want to do.
I don’t want to obsess about the ticking clock, but I do want to keep it in mind so I remember I’m on a deadline.
We all are, even if we don’t want to think about it.
“Someday” never comes
So if there’s some idea burned in your soul or some passion you hope to pursue someday, there’s no time like the present to get on it.
Right now is all any of us have. Life is uncertain and nothing is guaranteed.
Get over yourself, your fear, your insecurities, your excuses. It can be scary to venture out and do something you’ve never done. But don’t wait for the perfect time when you’re 100% ready.
There’s no time like now to move in the direction of your dreams.