Death. Just saying the word makes one feel cold and lonely and so extremely uncomfortable we feel guilty for even mentioning it in the first place.
In society, talking about life and death is only for the philosophical.
I attended my first funeral last weekend for a man I had only met once but felt like I had known him my entire life.
As the eulogy was being read for this 85-year-old hero, (he received a Purple Heart and Bronze Star from World War II), I found myself elbow deep in tissue.
This man not only made an impact for this country, but also on the room full of family surrounding him.
As the eulogy continued, the family laughed and cried as the speaker brought up fond memories of “PawPaw” and his extreme love of ice cream and intense instructions on how to do things his way.
As I listened to the wonderful memories and quirky habits of a man the room had gathered to say goodbye to, I wondered what things I would be remembered for.
Now, I am not one to contemplate life and death and what it all means; I know when it’s my time to go, it was all in God’s plans.
However, I have started thinking about it a little bit more now. As Taps was played, and the last goodbyes said, I now know I want to live a life like “PawPaw” did.
Even though death is not fun to think about, it is important to live the life we want to be remembered for.
Being afraid of something (death) is not going to stop it from happening, so start leading a life your family will admire you for.
