Dear Death

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Dear Death,

I have never had the pleasure to meet you, but I see you lurking around in every corner hiding in the shadows.

I see you close to that old man at the café, near the sick child running in the playground or watching over the elder generation in my family. You are probably too busy trying to find out the next person to take with you to notice a young healthy woman like me, but I don't mind it I'm not in a rush to meet you.

People are usually afraid of you, they are so afraid of running into you that they forget what is like to live. They are so busy trying to survive, that they forget the life they have.

Some say that people are their most true self as a child. If you ask a child if they are scared to die, they won't know what to say, they are too young to understand your concept.

I believe that many people are still a child when it comes to you; you are not a force of evil that comes to take their loved ones away. You are a force of nature that embraces us no matter what. What we did in the past doesn't matter to you, it doesn't matter what our abilities or the lack of them are, it doesn't matter what we look like or what our expectations in life are. You accept us no matter what, and I think we still have a lot to learn from you in that perspective.

I am not afraid but I also don't quite understand you. I don't know if you have a plan, if it's random or if it's what happens.

The unknown is what scares me, but just because I don't know what's going to happen in the future it doesn't mean I will forget the present that I live in. Unlike many that have crossed paths with you, I have a present and that is truly a gift.

I won't pretend to be prepared when you come to find me because I'm not nor will I, there will always be something, someone that holds me to this earth, that makes me not want to leave. I guess I'll just have to accept you and accept when it's time to give my place to a new human that deserves life as much as I do.

I promise you that I will make the most of my day until you come. If I do that I know I won't have any regrets because I did the best I could. I won't be waiting around for you, I won't try to survive, I will live and I will enjoy life and what it provides me.

So, when you come and ask me what my last words are the only thing I will be asking you is...

"Dear Death, since you spend your time watching over us, accepting us, have you ever truly lived?"


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I encourage every single one of you to write a letter to either Love, Death or Time.

You can even write to all of them if you feel like it, just express your feelings.

Good luck, xoxo.

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