Dabs
~Unpredictable~
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Everyone is afraid of something....and a lot of people are afraid to die.
How about you??
Does it enter your thoughts often?? Do you wonder how you will make your exit??
Does it cause you worry??
Or is it something clearly way far back in the back of your mind??.......and it really doesn't come into your thoughts much??
Naah, strange though how that many who call themselves Christian are the ones who are most afraid to go and tend to try anything to hang on.
This is based on my observations in life.
the poor brain dead girl in Girl in FL comes to mind and how those on the religious right fought tooth and nail to keep her body alive.
I do not believe in any for m of after life either. Dead is just the end to me.
With you mentioning how some people want to hang on for as long as they can...it made me think of my Dad (step-father).....
He was a total meanass to me......very abusive....and I've already told some stories of how bad it was for me in my childhood, because of him...and I grew up thinking I would hate him, but.....I forgave him.......years before we lost my Mother.
But...when my Dad was dying.....he wanted ALL means allowable to keep him alive, keep him breathing.....he was a man who was afraid to die (that's how I saw it).
My Mother had a DNR.....and she in no way, no how, wanted to be kept alive on any kind of machine or anything....and Thank God, she was never in any pain...she passed in her sleep....she looked so peaceful lying there, as if she was simply asleep. I felt so blessed about that part.
But now my Dad......with him being so hateful and mean........he suffered before he died. I watched him suffer for 2 days...it was horrible.
And yet.....he had signed for the hospital to take all precautions, to try and save his life.
In the end.........after many unsuccessful attempts.....they had to look and ask me if I wanted them to keep trying......noting how much stress it was on my Dad's body....and that it probably wouldn't help at all.
I silently told them....No.....to stop.
It sticks in my mind so much.......my Mother, someone who was kind and compassionate and caring and loving and just so perfect........didn't want her life prolonged.
And my Dad, who was hateful and mean and always full of anger.......wanted so desperately to live.