I've never spent much time on the computer. It used to be that nobody could email me because I wouldn't check it for weeks. Over the past few months I've changed. It's my most comfortable mode of communication. I can express words without my puffy eyes and if I can't answer immediately because there's a catch in my voice, I can wait an hour or a day. In learning how to blog, I've browsed. I've even found some blogs that I think are witty and interesting.
Well, tonight I was reading a blog I've been following--anonymously--I always follow anonymously, and found myself commenting. http://thecraigreport.blogspot.com/2011/02/carpe-what-now.html.
It was all about living like it is your last day. I remember living like it was Ian's last day--for years. Making every second count. Laughing. Taking lots of photos. Celebrating. I remember his last day. It came with no warning--no recognizable warning. No way to say and do all the things we did a decade earlier.
Maybe the message in Carpe Diem--Seize the Day is: Live like it's those you love's last day. Don't leave out anything you should do or say. Don't substitute teaching for loving. Don't trade time for money. (Duh, I know you have to make a living. You know what I mean.) Don't leave yourself with the burden of regret.
I understand all the things that the man is saying in his blog and I realize that it's supposed to be entertainment. I also know that jobs and energy bills and mortgages are important. I know weighing 500 pounds and irritating family members isn't appealing. But, and this is a big one, I know losing your house or your job or needing a diet or family counseling are problems I would take on every day I have left, if I could have the last days with my son back. I'd live them differently. So differently.
1 comment:
Michelle,
It's me, Ken, who wrote the blog post you are referring to. I know I don't need to, but I just wanted to reassure you that this particular post was written very tongue-in-cheek and, as you said, for entertainment value. I often write that way. I also understand loss and heartache and pain. I've written about my wife's miscarriage and other trials. So this post was not targeted at making light of valuing relationships or life itself. I know you know that; but I wanted to somewhat defend myself in case I appeared insensitive to yours or anyone's situation. I hope your heart heals with the comfort of knowing you will see your beautiful son again.
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