This past Saturday we went to celebration of life for a young man named Eric who was clearly loved by many. He lost his battle with cancer. He was diagnosed with cancer and less than a year later he died. It makes me wonder what kind of strength it takes to face our inevitable end. Although accepted as one of our absolutes, that we all die, I think when given a near definitive time-frame we approach life differently. Eric chose to finish his life with intention. He wrote journals, bearing his soul in a most raw way. He wrote letters to those he loved ensuring the words he penned where him, were part of a constructive legacy. This legacy shone brightly Saturday evening in all who were present. It was a beautiful event and I am better for having been there.
The last time I got to talk with Brian face to face was in our house chatting by the coat closet near the front door. He was on his way out and was in a great mood. As he got ready to leave he gave me a great big hug and told me he loved me. I hugged him back telling him that I loved him. I remember feeling so peaceful, full of joy, as he walked out the door. Today it is proving to be a memory that does my heart good. How would I cope today if that exchange had been different? I would suggest that the regret could very likely be overwhelming.
My point in this story is that we need to make a conscious effort to approach people as if it was the last time we are going to see them. Many times I ask myself, if I never see this person again what will they remember of me. If I don’t like the answer I work to fix it. I don’t always manage to get it right however, by trying to live intentionally the times I get it wrong are becoming less and less. Eric finished strong – this doesn’t make the loss easier but the memories will be oh so sweet as the time passes. I am so thankful for that 10 second hug that Brian and I shared. As I move forward in life I want to finish intentionally.
Beautiful Blue Sky 