Monday, December 2, 2013

Last Night

It truly hit me that I am in hospice. I realized that my only goal now is to make it through winter. I've told everyone about my status and I am not keeping anything a secret. I cried for myself because I needed to. Some days it feels surreal. When I see people I wonder now if it is the last time I will see them, especially if they are from out of town.

What happens when you die? Is there life after death? Does heaven exist? Does hell exist? I don't have the answers to any of this. 

1 comment:

Mary (Olmstead) Harvey said...

You are a wise woman to ask these questions.

The wisest man who ever lived, Solomon, said that it is better to go to a house of morning than to a house of feasting, because that is the end of every man, and the living takes it to heart.

God has spoken to us through his word the Bible and I would like to share with you what he says. I could tell you how I feel or what I think about these things but how is that any more authoritative than anybody else, at the end of the day it is just my opinion. Let me share with you what God who knows the number of our days says.