In September I will turn forty-five years young. I am consciously aware of my own mortality, believing that with daily effort (exercise, better food choices …) I can successfully prolong my life; however I am also grounded in the reality that no matter what I do, some things are beyond my control.
While I am generally interested in generating thought processes that lead to creativity, productivity, pleasure, and relaxation, there are reminders that generate melancholic thoughts. We only have to look at the news surrounding our lives at the present time; theatre shootings, death at the hands of peace officers and terrorist attacks, to name a few.
Of Death …
We all know someone who works out and eats right however still dies of (insert any not so random disease), by comparison we also know (or have heard) about someone who drank and smoked all their life and lived to be one hundred. I’ve attended funerals for both. I’ve witnessed living souls with the forethought to have final wishes in place for their loved ones; I’ve also witnessed families burdened with added expenses all while having to make decisions under the pressures of emotion and time.
Preparation now means greater peace of mind for loved ones later. Although I’ve shared my wishes with my wife and mother, I understand there needs to be comprehensive discussion and planning.
It is never too soon.
Obey. Love. Serve. Excel. Plan. Invest.