Dealing With Death - Reflections of
By Erin Brigham
As I stood there next to his hospital bed, I thought
about times I had seen him before and how quickly it
seemed he had reached this stage in his life. His very
Life is too short. I know, it's a phrase we all hear
almost everyday, especially from people who are older.
Now that I am in my mid 40's I loften find myself
thinking about how short life truly is and how important
it is that we make the best of the time we have here on
this planet called Earth.
We left the hospital and began the 20 mile drive home.
While driving I thought about my life and how much
longer I might have before I join my uncle. It's hard
not to reflect on your life. I thought about what I have
accomplished in the past, many great family moments and
what I had planned for the future. I thought about my
wife and 3 sons, how precious my time with them has been
and will be each and every day.
I look at my boys and I see myself when I was their age.
I though I had all the time in the world as I am sure
they think they do also. I was invincible. I sure don't
think that way now. I drive the speed limit. Try to take
care of myself by eating right and exercising (I don't
do the last two very well though). In the end we all
have to go. It is how I spend my time and who I spend it
with that matters to me now.
It shouldn't take the death of a loved one to make us
think of life and all it has to offer. But sometimes it