Last week I discussed the seven deadly sins. This week I want to talk about death. I have always wanted to die peacefully. I believe my husband wants to die with some vibrato. My son asks weekly if we must die because he wants no part of that nonsense.
Often death is the most defining moment in a life or at least can be the impetus of a legacy. My great aunt Theresa died of TB at age 16 – beautiful, young, and cut down in her prime — forcing a crazy grief on her mother that notoriously had her say to my grandmother, “I wish it was you that died.” Theresa lives on through this vicious insult, a sweet 16 picture, and a few family children bearing her name.
What will be your legacy?
This couple, Jean and Scott Adams, comes to mind as people both living and dying bravely. Would they have desired something as newsworthy and dramatic and horrifying as this legacy? Probably not. They seem like private people on a private, big mission. Yet their death reflects their life in my opinion.
Will your death reflect your life?