Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” ― Hunter S. Thompson,
Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.
One week ago I learned that my grand-aunt had died. She was missing for a little over 48hrs, she suffered from Depression, Dementia and Epilepsy. I remember praying night from the time I received that news that she was missing, that she would be found safe. Anyone who has ever lost anyone knows the feeling, so I won’t bore you with the details of emotions that swept through my body upon hearing the news, other than the distance only compounded those emotions. Death indeed reminds us of our immortality, it reminds us to never take anything for granted but most of all I think it reminds us most how important it is to LIVE.
It’s something we’ve all experienced but something we hate to think about. What scares us most is the unknowing, we don’t know what’s on the other side and knowing what you have is scarier than not knowing what you’re going to get. Besides the unknowing, death forces us to put everything in perspective, it makes us more aware of our mortality, it makes us more aware of life.
Like many of you, my life has been what seems like an endless rollercoaster right, filled with more downs than ups. There are moments I’m hoping I never had to go through again, looking back on it all, a part of me is happy for the experience and proud of myself for withstanding the storms. These moments, have made me appreciate the good times even more.
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”
~Hunter S. Thompson