We are conceived.
We die. In between we exist.
After I got
seriously ill and was diagnosed with diabetes, and again when I had a stroke,
my focus became putting off death for as long as possible, and in making my
journey towards death one of the least possible pain and misery. I researched, and
amended my diet, exercise routine, my mental health with the aim of harm
reduction. That has certainly helped improve things, but yesterday I realised
something else.
From the
moment I was conceived, I have been moving towards inevitable death. The time
between can be spent living or dying.
I chose
living.
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