How Many Days of Your Life Do You Remember?

Thursday Nita and I drove to Cincinnati to attend my Aunt Flo's funeral. Aunt Flo had lived 30,021 days when she passed last Monday. She was a good Catholic, and the ceremony was fitting for her life. The priest seemed to be familiar with Flo's life and family mentioning that she enjoyed dancing had enjoyed golf, softball in her younger years, and did a lot of volunteer work in her later years.She had a difficult ending to her life and from conversations with her daughter, I gathered that she had been in pain and had required extensive care in her final months. The whole event coupled with the death of my father a year ago caused me to give thought to my own life and how I would like to see it come to an end.I've now lived 22,451 days, and for the most part, I'd say I've had a good life. I started thinking of my life in days about ten years ago when I attempted to make a list of the days of my life that I could remember. I discovered that at any given time I could only remember about 50 days, but if I worked on building a list I could bring about 500 days of my life to my memory. I also discovered that the days that I could remember had some similarities. They involved friends or family, they were when I tested the boundaries of my envelope of existence, they were when I laughed or cried the hardest, and they were when I experienced that ever growing allusive RUSH.This is when I pledged to myself that I was going to attempt to gather more memorable days. Since then I've driven Talladega at 174 mph, I've rifted the Colorado River, I've been to China, Russia, the Galapagos, and I've enjoyed the people in my life more. I really think this is and helping others gather memories is what life is all about.I noticed that Flo's priest didn't mention her net worth, what kind of car she drove, or how many square feet her house was… no just dancing, softball, golf, and volunteer work… he even asked those gathered… “How many of you has worn a dress made by Flo?”I got into a discussion with my second cousin Tom, about how I'd like to see my life come to an end, and I shared that I'd like to have a semi violent death. I don't want to spend any of my life lying in my own waste; I don't want to live days, weeks or months in pain, I don't want to become a burden to the people that I love.I recently read about two guys that died at the end of this years New York Marathon; they died doing something that they enjoyed. That seems to me to be the way to go. Dale Earnhardt died on the 4th turn during the 2001 Daytona 500, could it get any better.I'll keep pushing the edges of the envelope, and I'll keep looking for more fulfilling experiences and relationships in my life and hopefully my long term care insurance premiums will end up being a waste of money.

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