Stare into the light and imagine yourself standing inside this dark tunnel.
You subconscious mind knows exactly what this is, but right now you have no recollection of everything, but two — the feeling of heaviness and the hope to be freed from it.
Spoiler alert: You die in the end.
That’s what they say don’t they? We all know that that is the inevitable ending we all have. No choosing between two doors. Just one tunnel to go through, one light to go to, one exit for all of us.
And yet, people still get scared of the tunnel.
Am I scared to die? I asked this to myself.
No, not really.
I’m scared of what would happen to the people I’d leave behind. I’m scared of the pain that I’d leave them. Scared of the plans I’ve ruined for them. Scared of disappointing others who spent a lot of time paying for my education, my food and my necessities. Scared of leaving people who spent a lot of time loving me.
Aren’t we all?
I think that’s why dying is scary. Being biologically dead (aside from the short gasping for air part before that) doesn’t hurt.
As you all know, I’m a nurse. I see death all the time. The ones looming around a patient and the ones who’s already clenched its target.
My first time was heart wrenching, I cried (inside the restroom). The next was traumatic and the next ones…were expected. I was immunized.
I was sad for the family members, the others who got left behind. I condoled with them. I sympathized with their loss. But I was numb.
One second I’m giving mortem care, the next I’m wiping vomit from another.
We aren’t robots, but the only way to get through it is to get through it.
And that’s when I learned to accept the fact about life and death.
One dies here and another life springs forth there. It’s just there, waiting for all of us. One by one, out thread is cut and we cease to exist.
We all die. Oops, spoiler again.
So it’s a cliché but, I would still say it: Live your life as if it’s your last.
Because one day, it will be.
Accept the fact that when its time, its time. You’re up.
And the fear of leaving others behind?
Let them know that you are not scared of leaving. Let them know that you have already accepted the fact that your life has run its course. Well, whether you’ve already accepted it or not, I think it’s best to not burden them with it anymore.
I know that I may not be entirely correct here. But I’m sure that greeting death like an old friend would free you from the fear.
Now let me ask you, are you scared to die?
Right now you have no recollection of everything, but two — the feeling of heaviness and the hope to be freed from it.
Will you keep walking?
Daily Prompt – Bookworms : Grab the nearest book. Open it and go to the tenth word. Do a Google Image Search of the word. Write about what the image brings to mind.
// Inspired by Mitch Albom’s The Five People You Meet in Heaven
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