Walking down the street, you encounter a
folded piece of paper on the sidewalk. You pick it up and read it and immediately,
your life has changed. Describe this experience.
Out of
curiosity, I open the folded piece of paper I found on the sidewalk on the way
into work. When I read the words
scripted on it, it says, “Susannah, you have one week to live. Make the most of
it.” My stomach drops out; my heart begins to race, and I feel nauseous. I head inside and sit down with my head
between my legs to keep from passing out.
Once I am able to catch my breath, I start to make a list of all the
things I “need” to do in my last week of life.
After a frantic 5 minutes composing an impossible bucket list that could
never be accomplished in one short week, I scratch it out and try again. This
time I write down what I really “need,” not just want. This list includes such things as quitting
and not working my last week of life, but instead spending the last week with
family. Ultimately, and if possible, I
would love to get both my family and my husband’s families together along with
close friends and take off for my last few days to Montana and Glacier National
Park or possibly a cruise in the Galapagos (that would only happen if money was
not an option). To be in nature and near
wildlife and experiencing it all with family and friends would be one of the
closest things to heaven for me. Spend the days hiking and interacting with
nature, visiting with and loving on the most important people in my life would
be such a fantastic way to spend my last days. I certainly wouldn’t want to be
in a hospital or even just at home in bed. I want to be with those I love in
this beautiful world created just for us.
Once I come to terms with having only a week left to live, it is very
easy to set up the rest of the details…easy to quit my job, easy to set up the
trip of a lifetime, etc….because I am not worried about money, about losing time
at work, and so forth. I am only concerned with doing what I love in those last
days and being with those I love. I’ve
said it before, and I’ll say it again….isn’t that what life is all about? Love is all that matters in the end…
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