What The Dying Teach Me
One of my favorite adults to spend time with as a child was my grandfather. I followed him downhill to the barn, across the pasture, into the garden, inside the chicken house. He talked and I listened. One of the life lessons I learned from him is that even if you live to be 110, it's brief. This is becoming truer to me as I have recently reached my 60's and remember him. What kind of footprints do I want to leave here on this Earth? Those who are critically ill or terminally ill teach us so much about life…