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Nobody knows how much time they have left, right?

With all of these celebrity deaths, I have been thinking that It is eerie when someone close to us in age conks out suddenly.
I was talking with a friend yesterday and he told me about a short story that he had read. A man had been approached by a stranger when he was in his 20s and he was told the exact moment that he would die. The date was many, many years into the future so the man just went about his life, doing what people do. He was comfortable knowing that he was safe and certain to live up to the age of 88. No amount of sickness or injury stood in the way of his timeline. When he turned 88, he had a clock built to begin the countdown to the final minute. He had lived a great life, had moderate success in Love, family and business so he felt as if his life were complete. He did have some fears leading up to the zero hour but as time ticked closer, he began to grow at peace with it. The final minute was near. He had already said his goodbyes to his family, paid off his debts, signed the will to give everything away to those he felt deserved it, and in what was to be his final act, thanked God for his life. He closed his eyes as the ten second mark closed in. He was ready.
He waited. The clock stopped ticking. He waited a few seconds and opened his eyes.....He was still alive! It immediately occurred to him that now he was not sure of his fate. He began to worry. For 60+ years he thought he knew the exact moment of his demise and now he was in the great unknown....like MOST of us.
(Cue Rod Serling and the Twilight Zone theme?)
I used to ride 4 wheeler w/ a guy that was actually the leader in our group, or whatever group he was with. He was stout as bull, and could handle a 500 quadracer like some one would handle a liteweight 250 4 trax. When he developed an incurable heart condition, he said he wished it would hurry up, he wanted to see what was going to happen.
 
a 7 day pill box is a nice daily reminder.....
 
I think about it more lately and try to enjoy a pain free day. Slow it down if possible.
Made an appointment with 1-800 fish food (Neptune) for a time TBD. Took care of details so survivors can figure it out easily. It has been a great ride and hoping for a few more trouble free miles. It's all a bonus at this point. Still time to wear out the Coronet.
Amen to that.
People find that aspect of this morbid for some reason, but like you, I've simply determined not to leave a mess for my wife when I go.
Honestly, it was a big part of the motivation to drag my decimated carcass out to the garage every day while "convalescing" to get the GTX back to being a car again.
She won't keep it, I'm sure, but it won't be an unsellable project for her to deal with, either.

It is all bonus from here on in. God love ya, my friend. :thumbsup:
 
We live our lives by a calendar. None of us know our completion date, but I guarantee we are going to make it. The question then is, are you on the incentive (heaven) or disincentive (hell) plan? Your choice is made with how you live your life today.

If you have a bucket list, you are doing it wrong. Live for now. You never know when tomorrow is not going to be there. I watch the following video once a week. It inspires me in many ways to keep up the good fight and enjoy life!!



Having had my share of brushes with death, I felt the need to chime in.

Live Fast!!

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Live Fast!!

Best car commercial ever!!!
 
Great commercial! But remember its a commercial. In the end all you have is your family and good name. Its how your remembered that means something.
 
Life is a never ending adventure of which death is simply another chapter. Keep reading.
 
I have "wondered" what it will be like to be dead. However, during my recent heart attack, I never thought I was dieing! My foremost thought was, Damn it, now I am going to be inconvenienced and have to spend time going to doctors and all that. Very strange. Now that I have recovered, it is as though nothing ever happened. In the mean time I am selling my business and going to play more. What I came away with from the experience is simply that I just want to go to bed and wake up dead. Spare me the drama and let me get on with whatever happens next! All the meds they have me taking are not only a pain in the ***, they make me feel like ****!
 
I think of suffering in pain, slow death, cancer etc.. Its gotta be the worst way to go. The lucky ones go quick. Other than that its coming inevitable for all.
 
dont think to much about it but I no its coming
 
I turn 50 on 1/13/18. I think about mortality too much also.
-----------------For some people 50 is the time when you realize your getting older and are considered middle aged. I also think its natural to be considering mortality. However you are still a young guy and hopefully in good health with many many good years left so get those thoughts out of your head. Best of luck to ya!
 
Don't fret over things you have no control of but spend your time fixing what you can. I don't think much about it but haven't hit 50 yet either, I think more about getting myself back on the right track before I end up in a pickle.
 
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i pulled that grim reaper trick, bottom 3rd pic, about 15yrs ago at a 50th birthday party for a buddy whose birthday is a day or 2 after halloween. i had rented the costume for another party and then went to his 50th b-day party in a hall the next night as it seemed appropriate for a 50th. he/they didn't have a clue who it was as i hovered around his table for about an hour with the scythe in my hand not saying nothing and leaning the scythe in and out towards him. what finally gave me away was ordering about my 3rd drink as there was only one other person there that drank double grey goose with pepsi, and that was him. i was glad he finally caught it as i was sweating my *** off with the beard on and the hoodie up. him and his better half still bring that up every once in awhile around his b-day and halloween. lol
thanks for the memory dickie.
 
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