Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Probably not my last death related post.

I was talking to a friend tonight and was reminded of a really good friend from high school.  He told me his parents met at a grocery store.  They went out for coffee that night, talked until morning and got married the next day.  17 years later she went to bed with a headache and never woke up.  Aneurysm.  It was horrible.  Everyone just kind of stopped being, as if there life had ended too.  Love like that will do that to you.  And I'm not sure which is worse, being the one who is gone, or being the ones left behind.  I think if its all the same to you I'd rather go first.  I don't want that kind of pain, I know its selfish, but sometimes, that is ok.

Oh, and I plan on living another 60 years at least, so that's kind of a tall order.

1 comment:

  1. I told you long ago, that was the deal. You can go first.

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