It’s interesting the things that cause one to think more about our mortality. After recent added medical issues and most recently, realization that I’m not quite out of the woods, I sat quietly at the foot of my bed and simply exhaled. When the moment had passed I looked around my bedroom and gave more thought to a discussion I had with my best friend about death. I don’t often think about death even though I don’t feel that I will make it to the age of my grandmother.
I accept that we all die and on few occasions have even gone as far as thinking of the how I hope to die. For example, I’d rather pass away in my sleep versus in a car accident or something. I’m 30 and since my late 20s have had issues with my health. If I’m already prone to illness at such a young age what happens in another 5 or 10 years?! I have a pill cocktail already. Morning pills. Night pills. As we get older it’s not like our health gets better. My pills won’t decrease, they’ll only multiply. Continue reading “Let’s Make Lemonade”