If it happens … would we be ready?
Tonight I suddenly woke up, with a strange feeling as completely realizing what is really happening. And what could happen …
Unable to sleep, I then started trying to calm my thoughts first, and then reflect.
I thought of my family, my daughter first, then my parents, my brother, friends, near and far ones; and I thought, or rather I realized, that I could risk not seeing some of these people again.
So, in the immense suffering and chilling fear of having to accept such possibility, I asked myself:
If it happens … would we be ready?
I don’t think you can ever be ready to separate from those you love, therefore, to avoid losing my mind in the excruciating pain of such a possibility, I have changed my point of view:
What if it happens to me … would I be ready?
And the others, would they be?
Surely I’m not ready to die, nobody can ever really be, because in the end we all still have many things to do, many dreams to achieve, many things to see and live, first of all to see our children grow up.
But I have to admit it, if it’s going to happen, I think I would be serene and ready to leave this life without regrets.
Because I lived it, because I changed it, because I took the command of it.
Because I have made my experiences, because I have crowned so many of my dreams, because I have come to know and love myself so deeply that I can accept everything about myself and my life.
Because I am serene and in this serenity I live my existence. Day to day.
And the others? Would they have the same thoughts? The same serenity?
And you?
If the answer is no, if there are too many regrets for things not done, for things not said, for unfulfilled dreams, for the feeling of having wasted time, life …
What will change when this nightmare will be over?
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