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My grandfather was temporarily in a nursing home because he broke his arm at 93. He was in his private room with his private nurse and heard a knock at the door. The nurse rose to answer it and while she was busy, my grandfather saw his late mother and two late sisters outside the window of his room. They were waving to him and the sight filled him not with dread, but with happiness. He recalled that they all appeared far younger than he remembered. My grandfather had once said that he believed, despite going to church many years, that, "...when you're dead you're dead and that's it." Less than two weeks later my grandmother told the aide she had to go to the hospital to visit my grandfather. She awoke her nurse and ordered the nurse to take her to the hospital. When she arrived, my grandfather who had faded rapidly since his vision, awoke from his coma and greeted my grandmother. She professed her undying love for him and with just that, he died moments later. I'm a man of science, I don't believe in supernatural things. I believe that my grandparents had a connection, married over 75 years, that science cannot yet explain. Someday science will explain it, yet however it does, nothing will match the dignity of privilege that love holds over any formula or theorum.
Burn the candle however it feels is right for you. Our time here is short by any means. If you can die without regrets, you'll die happy.
By grace and providence, I have been blessed beyond any measure and I marvel at the quality of extraordinary people I have been privileged to hold me in any regard. One of them is here.
When I die, my first night in heaven will be spent at the table of Thomas Jefferson at his Monticello-In-The-Sky. After that, I'm anybody's guest.
My grandfather was temporarily in a nursing home because he broke his arm at 93. He was in his private room with his private nurse and heard a knock at the door. The nurse rose to answer it and while she was busy, my grandfather saw his late mother and two late sisters outside the window of his room. They were waving to him and the sight filled him not with dread, but with happiness. He recalled that they all appeared far younger than he remembered. My grandfather had once said that he believed, despite going to church many years, that, "...when you're dead you're dead and that's it." Less than two weeks later my grandmother told the aide she had to go to the hospital to visit my grandfather. She awoke her nurse and ordered the nurse to take her to the hospital. When she arrived, my grandfather who had faded rapidly since his vision, awoke from his coma and greeted my grandmother. She professed her undying love for him and with just that, he died moments later. I'm a man of science, I don't believe in supernatural things. I believe that my grandparents had a connection, married over 75 years, that science cannot yet explain. Someday science will explain it, yet however it does, nothing will match the dignity of privilege that love holds over any formula or theorum.
Burn the candle however it feels is right for you. Our time here is short by any means. If you can die without regrets, you'll die happy.
By grace and providence, I have been blessed beyond any measure and I marvel at the quality of extraordinary people I have been privileged to hold me in any regard. One of them is here.
When I die, my first night in heaven will be spent at the table of Thomas Jefferson at his Monticello-In-The-Sky. After that, I'm anybody's guest.
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