Oct 28, 2008 08:33
So, here it is the day before surgery and I find myself contemplating the "what would you do if you knew this was the last day of your life" questions. I'm born again, so I'm not really worried about that aspect of it.
For starters, I apparently would go to work...just like I do every other day. Uphold my responsibilities, such as they are. Dr. G asked me yesterday if I was getting a little nervous..and I said yes. She said she was too and that I wasn't allowed to stay out of work indefinately. I told her that I'd do my best, but if God wanted me for the kingdom upstairs...well, I loved her and I'd see her soon...but I was GOIN!. She laughed and said she'd figure out how to send the tapes upstairs. On reflection, I don't think God really has a computer. Or maybe he had the first one...with that whole omniscient thing going on...LOL.
So anyway, I'll probably find a joke to leave her today...make her smile.
I snuggled with the hubby for a couple minutes this morning before getting up. I thought that was important. He's taking me out for lunch later too.
Hugged my kids and told them I loved them before sending them off to school. That was important. If I know this was going to be my last day...that's definately something I want them to hear before I go.
Interestingly, I'm finding that its not really anything HUGE or significant that I would do to leave my mark. Really, it was just remembering all the little kindnesses that I try to spread throughout my day to family, friends, and coworkers that seem the most important.