I welcome my mortality.
It’s scary to share with another
Thoughts of the impermanence of life.
Perhaps it is too morbid a subject for some
And it can really darken another’s mood.
Once you hit middle age
You begin to realize
Half of a lifetime
May already have been lived.
Maybe one day you notice
It takes the body longer to recover
than it used to.
Like I can’t roller skate as fast as before
And my balance is a bit off-kilter.
If today was my last day to live
How would I want it to go?
What would make my final moments
Would I feel I’ve lived a well-lived and well-loved life?
Or would I deeply feel the shortness of life
And the reality that there isn’t enough time
To do “all the things;”
That there was more in this lifetime for me
Checking things off a list
or a life of comparison,
wanting what they have
even if it doesn’t resonate with you,
isn’t the point.
Each day I try to embody that life truly is a gift.
And I intend to bring that appreciation
And gratitude into all my days
While I get to roam this earth.
Published by Healing Insights with Jen
I share my stories honestly as an attempt to find meaning and connection. My intention is that by sharing our stories we ultimately heal ourselves and the world. I want to be a beacon of light to show that it is possible to find your footing and inner strength even when the world seems to be in chaos.
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