“There’s something sobering about moments when mortality decides to pull up a chair and join you for a chat. It doesn’t matter who you are, how much kale you’ve eaten, or whether you can still squeeze into your high school jeans on your 60th birthday. (Spoiler Alert: I cannot). Mortality reminds us that we’re all just passing through, and none of us gets to skip the check-out line. Death doesn’t discriminate. But here’s the twist: Mortality isn’t here to ruin the party. It’s here to remind us to live.” ~ Craig Misewicz
When mortality pulls up a chair… join in for the chat.
In our society, there’s too much walking away, hiding from, and shoving our heads in the sand.
Death gets hidden in hospital rooms and long-term care facilities. It gets sanitized by medical professionals and dressed up by funeral homes. It gets outsourced to a few so that the rest can live without being reminded…
But, being reminded is precisely the point.
Death doesn’t discriminate and none of us get to skip the check-out line.
And if we pretend like it does and we might… we’re in for an abrupt awakening.
Because at some point, we won’t be able to walk away, hide from, or shove our head in the sand any longer. We’re going to be forced to have that chat. And when we do… when we finally wake up… there might not be much time left.
See having that chat doesn’t take away from life—it adds to it.
…It reminds us of our priorities and of what really matters. It gives us the push we might need to do those things. It reminds us… to live.