The preparations of the finality of life, something that’s a MUST, because nobody can escape death, it will, eventually, take us all away! From the Newspapers, translated…
Life will eventually end, and there are so many ways we can bid our final farewells, falling ill, have an accident, or dying of old age, if we can know beforehand, when our clocks will, expire, perhaps, we can have a special sort of a wake for ourselves before we’re dead.
And, perhaps, it’s the not knowing when or how we will leave the earth, it’d, made us forget to cherish the time, loving life, becoming fearful of losing, of death even, or maybe, one day in our sleeps, we get told by God, “Your life is set to expire on certain day, there’s NO more extra time, because it’s already, preset, and it will, happen.” at this very moment, the first thought that might come is probably, what do I do now?
If the mode of death is not knowing when, I want to write out my own living will, and, as the years pass, I shall, make adjustments before the day comes. If I know when my last day is, I want to visit everybody who’d had an influence on my life one by one, give the individual a photo of us, and talk about the past we’d shared, and get to know how the individual feels about me, and thanking them for being a part of my life, telling them, “Maybe we may not meet up again, but I am more than blessed, to take with me, the memories you and I shared to another world! You must cherish every moment of life, be healthy, and safe, live happily, and, experience life with your heart, so you won’t waste the life that your parents had, given to you.”
On my funeral, there’s no need for the flashy, the grandeur, I just want to hear my loved ones say what they want to say to me, and, I’d given specific instructions to my children, what should be done after I am gone.
Living everyday fulfilled, happily, and, telling those we love I love you, not regretting being our truest selves, as for when I will be going, I guess, I wouldn’t, mind that much at all then.
And so, this, is a practice, in accepting one’s own death, because it’s bound to happen, and, having had this thought, you’re now, better prepared for when death finally comes, and, you realized the importance, of living every day to its fullest possible potential, that, is what this rehearsal of death taught you.