Let’s Speak About D e a t h
Let’s Speak About
D e a t h
I don’t know.
When does it start?
Heart disease, respiratory diseases, kidney/liver diseases, Alzheimers.
These chronic diseases are the future causes of death.
Cancer. Can they be slowed down or even reversed?
I don’t think I will know for sure until it happens, and I want to be comfortable and accepting. And know that I have done everything possible to value my life and take good care of it!
Accepting one’s mortality is motivating!
For when the end is near, there will be no points, for me, to fight the inevitable. I want peace at the end.
There is work to do before that. And maybe if I start now, the end won’t be awful. I will be able to look back, and say a life well spent and I did the best I could.
Sometimes when I think about death, it frightens me. Will there be pain and suffering?
Will I feel as ready as possible? How will I spend those last days, weeks, months, years?
I must be prepared for when it happens. I will be comforted by knowing who will take care of me at the end, when I can no longer take care of myself. Knowing that I have made a contribution to the lives around me. And my “house” is clean.
Now is the time to prepare emotionally, mentally, and physically.
As we age, more people who are close to us are dying and then die.
Grandparents, aunts, uncles, parents, siblings, friends.
And with each one there is a gut reaction to the loss.
How can we recover from these losses?
What can we do?
First, take it out of the closet. Speak out the “elephant” in the room. Tell the secret.
Face the grief and denial, talking about it won’t make it happen any sooner.
But talking about it will arm us with tools for navigating that final chapter with our loved ones, and ourselves and help us heal from our losses.
This is not therapy.
It’s time to just be present with the Truth.Some people want to talk about it.
Some people don’t.
Some just want to listen.
But everyone thinks about it, at some time.
I am curious,
Curious about what happens as I die.
And make friends with Death.
© Sharon G. Ziff