When you've only got 100 years to live...

Jul 11, 2005 00:59

I used to always be afraid of death. I am not afraid to admit it, either. I mean nobody can tell us what death is like. I guess thats one of the reasons I was always fearing it. Lately, I have been thinking about it and decided it's not so scary and when I die I just hope the big man upstairs lets me in. I know I have never been baptised but I mean, I believe that as long as you have good intentions in life, he will except you. I used to always think about my own death and now I realize I need to live like there is no tomorrow. Now you are probably wondering how I got on the topic and I will tell you this:
A) At camp I got to speak to people involved with organ donation. I believe that is one of the most amazing gifts you can give someone. Did you know that only 5% of deaths are even eligible of organ donations. This is because you have to die by a brain related death. Such as a tumor, breaking your neck, brain cancer, and more. I really suggest you all sign your organ donation cards and talk to you parents about it. You think about how many kids die these days before their parents these days.
B) The other reason I think about this is the fact that I do have something terribly wrong with my brain. Such as when I stand up and start doing something my eyes blur and I don't really get those headaches anymore but I do get these terrible headaches at night now. Then the fact when I went blind at camp. It really shook me. I don't see my neurologist until September, either. The scary part is, it could be a tumor doing all this. This I am not going to lie scares me.

Put all that aside and now I am thinking about, what if I died while I was young? Tell you the truth it just made me think that death is no longer really scary for me because if I die I know that it was because I am needed else where. I believe in fate. I just have a lot of faith. I guess I never used to think of it this way. It is nice feeling inside to know that you don't wake up in the morning fearing that death may knock on your door step but wake up and say I am thankful I get to spend another day making a difference.

Well I am off... Talk to you all later. With love, Ashlee
(Sorry for all the rambling)

Life is not about how many breathes you take but about the moments that take your breath away. ~Hitch

Living through the past will never get you anywhere.

Live everyday as though it is your last.

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