My 54 year-old brother collapsed and died at the gym as he was working out with his wife. Now the shock is turning to sorrow and contemplation.
Today I find myself questioning my own mortality. I have heard many people say that ‘Life is short’ and that is true. What I am thinking about today though is how suddenly life can end. Death has no regard for your plans, your future, your dreams and goals!
Do we have a predetermined amount of time on this earth?
Is our final times written in some book somewhere?
In Greek mythology Atropos or Aisa was the oldest of the Three Fates, and was known as the "inflexible" or "inevitable." It was Atropos who chose the mechanism of death and ended the life of each mortal by cutting their thread with her "abhorred shears." She worked along with her two sisters, Clotho, who spun the thread, and Lachesis, who measured the length.
For me my brother’s death – he was just a year younger than me – creates massive urgency in my mind to get more done, get more accomplished and fill my life with more memorable moments.
Not sure if I can live every day like it is my last but I am contemplating the concept.
I have written many blogs over the years so I am going to keep this one as my way of keeping in touch with my friends.
The Secret Killer
Find out what it is before it kills you and your loved ones and what you can do about it.