It’s morbid to think of, but true; albeit, something we oft ignore or pacify with hopes of a life hereafter. However, unless one believes in a type of reincarnation, our years in this corporeal form is limited. Many fail to realize that we are not even the longest living species on our planet: some plant life is known to be over 1,000 years old. Astonishingly, a curious digging around will show bacteria, and trees living as individuals into the tens of thousands of years.
That should make one’s 120, if lucky, years a drop in the bucket.
I am in my late 20’s, and perhaps far too young to contemplate death so gravely, but I can not help but feel it necessary to enrich and truly take advantage of every moment. For how many have uttered before dying the fatal words “If only I…”
“If only I…”
What could you not bear to have accomplished before dying? It seems the “Bucket List” has become a phrase in our language, rather than a tangible piece of paper with a list of things we must do before passing. Perhaps, we should make one.
What would be on yours? What comes to your mind when you contemplate mortality?
Your thoughts, for a penny?