Monday, January 26, 2009

A Class on DEATH...

A Class on DEATH…

Taking this class, Death, Grief, and Caring, for J-Term I thought would really get to me, and WOW was I right. This class has made me remember all the people I have lost, but not only that, but how much I want to change myself and become a better person. I realize how we take for granite our tomorrows, and just assume the morning will come. I want to live more day by day and not take for people and time for granite. I want to learn to tell people how I feel and not leave things for tomorrow. I want to live with no regrets, and live like I am dieing, like today could always be my last day.
Another thing that this class has really made me think about is how I treat and/or judge other people. I realize that I judge other people when I have no clue what is going on in their lives. Thinking about this has made me want to change that too, because that person could be hurting and I’m just sitting around judging them. I always see people sitting alone, and I never go up and just say hi, or smile at them. How do I know that, that person isn’t contemplating suicide, and maybe I save their life by saying hi? I completely believe this can happen because I experienced it my freshmen year of college.
Strangers can make the difference sometimes and save lives. If it wasn’t for a stranger one winter night my freshmen year I would not be here typing this now. God sends all kinds of people in to our lives for reasons we may not know. All I know is that I want to be one of those people; I want to open my heart and start being more like God wants me to be. I want to care more and stop taking this life for granite. I want to live like I am dieing and not look back. I want to live each day to the fullest and leave nothing unsaid.

Tim McGraw- Live Like You Were Dieing

He said I was in my early forties
with a lot of life before me
when a moment came that stopped me on a dime
and I spent most of the next days
looking at the x-rays
Talking bout the options
and talking bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in
that this might really be the real end
how’s it hit you when you get that kinda news
man what’d you do

and he said
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I’d been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.


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