…and then you die.
Is it amazing, or just scary?
We live in an age where people are no longer (so) taken aback when someone says “I can’t make it Thursday, I will be giving birth”. – We’ve come to accept planned births.
How amazing is THAT anyway? Planned birth.
Birth, however, has a natural counterpart:
Today I was informed that someone close to me is going to die, soon…. on April 2nd.
Not suicide, not even euthanasia.
That is the day the life support is planned to be turned off, and…. shortly there after, life will (likely) expire.
“Let nature take its course.”
Nothing profound here today.
Just that thought.
It is a heavy thought.
I guess there *are* other instances of *knowing* death is coming (general illness or even, execution?), but to know exactly feels weird.
It’s on my mind.
I guess the mercy here is that the person in question doesn’t know. He has no idea of the state he is in (or at least, so medical science tells us).
He is comfortably unaware of not only his surroundings, but also the conditions he’s in or even of what is to come.
Death, always, has only ever been a problem for the living…
…those directly effected go on from it.
All we can hope for is peace, either way.