Jan 03, 2009 14:36
A man my husband worked with at his old job suffered a stroke a few months ago. It happened at work - he got up on some piece of equipment and suddenly he was just staring into space.
He was in intensive care for weeks and weeks. The last report was that he was getting better. And then he died.
His funeral is today.
What's... ironic? interesting? sad?... is that this man's son had a terrible accident at the same company a couple of years ago. Got some breathing tubes switched and inhaled something he shouldn't have, had his brain swell up, went into a coma, almost died... and survived.
Near-misses make us think about death but I think they also pacify us into thinking death won't really come. Not really.
We think people are always going to be there, don't we?
But they're not. They're really not.
Tell your loved ones that you love them. Tell them that you're sorry. Tell them that you miss them and don't just say you'll visit, do it. Don't put stuff off. Don't take them for granted. Don't hold stupid grudges. Don't assume that just because they left for work that morning like they do every morning that they're going to come home. If they do come home, recognize it as the most precious gift there is.
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