My Obituary: Part I

Last night I thought about death.  Death and dying are subjects I try not to think about.  I believe that when we die, we cease to exist--or at least our consciousness ends.  That thought absolutely terrifies me.  I am scared of not being anymore.  So I stay away from the thought.  I know that I do need to explore my thoughts and feelings about death.  It's a difficult one to tackle, though.

I've seen an exercise before where you write your own obituary.  It's supposed to be a way for you to write how you want to live your life.  What would you have wanted to accomplish before death?  How would other people have seen your life?

I'm not sure if I can encapsulate my life in a couple of paragraphs.  But I like the idea.  So for now, let me start with words that I would like to be included.  These are words that I would like to come to people's minds when they think of me:

bold

daring

explorer

world traveler

empathy

renaissance woman

loving

mother

wife

passionate

educator

dynamic

embraced life

artist

creative

soul

a light in the dark

I live up to some of these more than others.  I guess I have some work to do if I want to embody these words in my life!