I read this post this morning, a powerful, moving and emotional first post. After commenting I couldn’t get it out of my mind and felt I had to share it. Kind of sums up life and why we’re all here.
The last couple of days have been rough, really rough. I won’t go into the gory details but it has been a couple of days filled with lots of tears. Lots of soggy tissues and lots of panda eyes. Two days where my depression was clearly winning! But something happened yesterday that snapped me out of my despair and back to the harsh reality.
I spoke to my younger sister last night, who had a horrific experience yesterday. This got me to thinking about death and my own mortality. My sister saw things and heard things that no one should ever have to see or hear. She was witness to a horrific, totally tragic and totally preventable motorbike accident. That killed a young man, almost instantly. She knelt next to a young man, talking to him, while he took his last, very shallow, breaths. Checked for a pulse. Waited for…
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