A couple of weeks ago I wrote a column regarding end-of-life decisions. The reality is that the time will come for every human being. This journey of life and chronic illness continues to teach me salient lessons. I have been asked numerous times if I am afraid of death. My answer is no.
I have had various profound discussions on this subject. My most recent conversation was a few weeks ago. Upon hearing me state that I am not afraid of death, my friend proceeded to ask me my greatest fear. My response, then and now, is that my greatest fear is not living. What exactly does this mean you may ask? I believe that living is more than being physically alive. For me, living means existing with intention, walking in purpose and embracing my truth. Living is the gift of life, in addition to the challenge of discovering what I have been created and called to do.
Intentional living allows me to exist and embrace the spirit of gratitude. I have many bad days and on those days it is wearisome to be positive. My truth is, even on my worst day, I take a moment to give thanks. Why? I give thanks because I am still living. I give thanks because I have hope that tomorrow will be better – if I can just make it through today.
I am thankful for a loving and strong support system, and grateful for the clarity that living with illness and adversity has taught me. I give thanks for all of the people I met who have inspired me and those who continue to inspire me, and for the lives of those who have been touched by something I said or did. My life is about legacy. My purpose is to use my life to make a difference, one step at a time, ultimately making the world a better place with each step.
Years ago, I knew there was greater meaning to my life. Today I realize that every occurrence in my life has led me to this moment. I would not know the value of joy had I not experienced pain. I would not appreciate the sanctity of life if I did not have to fight so laboriously for mine. I wouldn’t know the importance of showing empathy, had it not been for the times I felt ostracized and misunderstood. Lastly, I would not know the importance of my voice, had it not been for the things and the people that tried to quiet mine and for the unbreakable spirit within.
I have vowed to live my truth for the remainder of my days. It is a sacred covenant. Death has its time, and I refuse to die a thousand times waiting for it. Instead, I strive to concentrate on living. I revel in thinking of the good things that life has to offer. I allow my spirit to fully ingest that my life matters. I fear not reaching my full potential. Therefore, this week’s column is simply to encourage you.
We each have something that we are here to do. It is called purpose.
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