How many people know the day of their death ahead of time?
Some do. The suicide. The condemned…
But chances are that you will not see it coming. You will wake up one morning with a head full of thoughts, plans, worries. Most likely you will drop into your familiar routine. Take a shower, brush your teeth, get dressed. Maybe have some breakfast.
Leave the house and drive away, leaving your family behind.
No big deal. Just another day. You’ll be back later.
Except that you won’t. You will never go home again. You will never see your family again. Today is your death-day. The terrible yet abstract fact that you must die will suddenly become starkly real.
The manner in which you are killed can vary. With or without warning. A sudden pain in your chest. A screeching of tires. Whatever it is. It has come. And you are no more.
Imagine this happens to you today. Right now. Where do your last thoughts take you? Who do you think of? What are your regrets? Who have you hurt?
It’s too late to make amends now. You’re finished.
Funny how little we appreciate air until we begin to drown. How the people and the things we most take for granted become heart-achingly precious only when they are lost forever…