It bothers me a bit when people, usually very old people, say I have lived a good life and I am ready to die. Sometimes people say that he was in such pain that it was a blessing that he died. It is really hard for me under most circumstances to think that these are good things. Life is a wonderful gift and valuable beyond measure. How can people say these kinds of things and mean it? I say this because I might have said something like this to someone to comfort them or agreed with someone, but deep down, I haven’t felt this way. Well, the other day made me rethink this just a bit.
January 16, 2011 Leave a comment