Dying is Primarily a Spectator Event

My paternal grandparents died before I was born. My maternal grandparents died prior to my 5th. birthday. So, at the time, death was a mysterious, abstract concept which I deemed very confusing, a bit frightening, and not very interesting.

My first close personal encounters with death occurred 1967. Upon graduating from high school in 1965, seven boyhood friends and I enlisted in the U.S. Marine Corps and all served a combat tour of duty in Vietnam. Five of us returned home. Three of us will be 19-years-old forever.

The next encounter was very personal and extremely painful. One of my five children was killed in a horrific accident which I and my oldest daughter personally witnessed. He was only 4 1/2-years-old.

I was present when my father died after suffering a severe stroke and, years later, when my mother died of cancer.

In 2005, I was at my wife's side, holding her hand, when she finally lost her two-year battle with cancer. She was only 56-years-old.

These personal experiences have taught me that dying is primarily a spectator event. Some have personally witnessed more deaths than I; others, fewer. That said; we all have one thing in common: all we could do was helplessly watch our loved ones die. It is my sincere wish that I will never have to witness another death. It is my turn to die and others' turn to watch and grieve. I feel that I have earned that.

When the time finally arrives for me to actively participate in my own death, I hope to perform well so that loved ones watching will be proud and consoled by the fact that I died well, without fear, regret or self-pity. There is an old saying: "You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough!" I believe that you only die once, but if you do it right, once is enough.
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Published on February 24, 2019 09:05
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