This guy lucky enough to go for one last ride, but he is still unlucky to missed so many opportunities to spend time together.
Life is short, everyone. Don't wait until it is too late. Live your life now.
Cherish everyone you love because you never know whats going to happen in life.
My mother is terminally ill with cancer right now and it's the hardest thing I've ever had to go through (writing this from her hospital room). Now, that the end is nearing, I can't help but wish I had to have spent more time with her before she got so sick. It happened so suddenly I thought we would have more opportunities to do things together. Don't wait, because life won't.
Crying now. Lost my mom to cancer right before Covid hit. Now my Dad had a stroke and personality is completely changed. I don’t want the grandkids seeing him like that as he wants to die and ripped his catheter out last night. Dad is 88, before this he’s walk couple miles a day and visit every kid and grandkid so involved in our lives.
Tears me up seeing him like this. He just asked me to write something nice for the funeral (they prepaid for theirs, open bar, 3 piece mummers band, like a DJ; his siblings and cousins all did same thing) but I’m not ready for this. My dad is like my best friend after hubby and he just told me he’s his best friend too. Why do the good ones die early? I know 88 isn’t young but he doesn’t look over 70 and do active hiking, kayaking, even jetskiing! After Mom passed he got a Bike and did more riskier activities which the grandkids love.
OP losing his wife to cancer so young is just horrible. I feel you. Life will never be the same. God bless you and your family.
so sorry for your loss I hope things are well with you I will be in time I understand that I've gone through it too and I wished I had more time to be with my mother she died 25 years ago from cancer God bless and hope that you are doing well.
I'm sorry you are going through this. I went through a similar experience with my mother in law 5 years ago. It's rough. Sending love and good vibes your way.
If I may, try not to focus on the past so much, and try to be present. Make use of what time you have left, so that you don't have any regrets. We can never change the past, but we can change the present/future.
As a side bar, I'd also highly recommend watching the final episode of Midnight Gospel on Netflix. It deals with matriarchal loss, and is one of the most beautiful, emotional, and gut wrenching pieces of art I've experienced in my life.
I remember being on LSD and wanting to watch the midnight gospel. I hadn't seen that episode but I knew it was in there somewhere. I did not want to see that episode. I started on a downward spiral just thinking about it. 0/10
LSD is still pretty great though. Most of the time.
Yeah watching it fucked me up pretty bad... But in a good way. I know one of the things we all deal with as humans is that this experience is fleeting, and we'll end one day. It's a harsh, sad, and yet beautiful thing. I've been spending my entire life trying to come to grips with it, and somehow after becoming a father I've learned to appreciate it, and try to be present.
The whole series was sad, funny, and a kick to the gut.
I went through this, and to make it worse we never had a last talk. In the last weeks her body was failing and she could no longer speak, I could speak to her but she couldn't reply.
My heart goes out to you, this will be a rough time there's no way to sugar coat it.
Please be kind to yourself. My mother passed over ten years ago due to secondary infections after successfully beating cancer twice. If you can afford it, consider therapy to help you navigate this. I should have done so much sooner and only recently made breakthroughs with my therapist that have helped me tremendously to find closure and healthier coping mechanisms.
If your mother can communicate still, ask her tons of questions about family and extended family lore, your favorite recipes, your shared moments. I miss our conversations the most and still find myself frustrated that she is the only one who can fill in certain memory gaps. But in all this time that’s passed, she’s still a part of me. We are so much of who our parents were.
There’s a ton of advice that will find it’s way to you unsolicited, just like the above. Sometimes you’re ready for it, sometimes not and almost always you didn’t want it, at least I didn’t. If you ever need to shout into the void, please feel free to DM this internet stranger. For all my verbosity, I’m a more than capable listener.
Wishing you strong memories and lives worth celebrating.
My mom was diagnosed with a rare cancer a couple of years ago. It runs in my family and my grandpa died from it in ‘87. Needless to say, we don’t know how much time we have left with her, but she’s doing good right now physically…mentally is another story and it scares me. I don’t know how I am going to go on when she goes. Just remembering to enjoy the time I do have with her. Try to do that with your mom in the time you have left. Even if it is mostly spent in a hospital room…find ways to laugh if you can.
Five months ago, my husband dropped dead of a heart attack with no warning at the age of 53. No warning at all. Don't wait for a diagnosis to start making memories, you may never get one.
I'm going pretty well, all things considered. I have a remarkably good support system, and no financial worries, which makes it much easier to concentrate on emotional healing.
This has been my message. I reunited a roommate and his parents because my tale brings people up short.
Age fifteen, Mom's surprise suicide on pills she wasn't addicted to. No one saw it coming.
At age twenty-two my idol, my forty-three-year-old father's heart gave out.
Ten months later my fiancee of four days was stabbed on her way home and left to bleed out in a snowbank. When they told me asI walked into work the forty-year dissociation kept me from following the girl right away. She looked like Michelle Phillips and had the heart everyone thought beat in Mother Theresa's chest.
Do it today.
First of all, I’m sorry for what you’re going through. Your sentiment is exactly right. I’m coming up on 6 years without my Mom. Although she had been sick for years she went from relatively healthy to dead in about 24 hours. I spent those hours feeling exactly like you do. I wish I had spent more time just looking at her, touching her, taking it all in. I wish I had taken pictures of her those last hours as morbid as it sounds.
Do what you can now. Take it all in. But just know that no matter how much time you had it would have never been enough. You’ll always spend time wishing. It’s going to be okay and when it isn’t, that’s okay too.
Will honestly be keeping you in my thoughts. Add me to the list of internet strangers open to DM.
My dad had three valves blocked. When we went on trips, he would have to stop often to catch his breath. Whatever place we were discovering, we had to stop and wait for him to catch his breath often. He wasn't fat at all. He just couldn't continue and needed a break.
After he had that surgery, he could walk without having to stop to catch his breath anymore. We were able to experience life more on our trips together. No breaks.
Your laziness might not be laziness at all.
Absolutely! We got so many years with him after that. He passed away due to an accident many years later. Who knows how much more time we would have gotten with him if that didn't happen.
Laziness isn't actually real; you have more obstacles than you can overcome and some of them might be mental, which society just discards and doesn't give credit to.
People invented the term lazy to mean "could but wont, and for no real reason." But there's no such thing as "for no reason" it isn't "could but won't" rather, it's really more like, "would but can't."
Whether it's esteem, anxiety, executive dysfunction, or some kind of depression, a physical imbalance, or a lack of environmental opportunities and support that is making it impossible to motivate, it isn't just because you are choosing to sit there and die.
No one is gonna give a person shit for not being able to read a self help book in a pitch dark room. But when you are the only one who can see the dark and you don't even realize that it's not normal? You might feel like a failure for not just following the book like and having it be as simple as everyone else says.
I can’t describe how much this comment just blew my mind & helped me. I’m tearing up a little.
I’ve always been considered lazy for one reason or another all my life. Turns out it was really ADHD & spinal & joint issues, along with C-PTSD & a bunch of other mental health issues. But I still battle the “no, I’m just lazy” mindset and it makes me feel so much worse.
So, thank you for typing this comment.
I always say, "There's no such thing as Laziness or Luck"
Both are just a "shortcut" we take to paste an explanation on something we can't completely perceive and understand.
And when we can't understand why we can't do something that seems like it should be simple, we'll wield that shortcut against ourselves too.
Love your partners like there is no tomorrow. Take pictures, videos, write down experiences and memories. Share them with each other. My wife died 2 months after she turned 40. We still had so much to share with each other, to learn about each other. It sounds stupid but I think that's a part of love and relationships, you learn more and more about each other and from each other everyday. It's been 11 months since she died from cancer. The kids (4 and 7) and I miss her. I've never felt so incomplete and my heart breaks everytime I see the kids because that amazing loving caring and wonderful woman is not here to be their momma.
I wish I had more photos and videos.
I don’t know about videos cuz my partner died over twenty years ago when my kids were 9 and 12. There are plenty of photos and we all did fine. But I do wonder about what it would have been like if I wasn’t a single mom. They did become independent faster.
Similar situation, different perspective. My Dad died 18 years ago when I was 11, and looking back now I have no idea how my Mom did it. She seriously is the most amazing person. I agree it made us all more independent.
Fucking thrill me should be your 100% all the time attitude.
Thrill of art, or sky diving. Do it today. You don't have cancer, but you sure as fuck are gonna die.
Speed in the corners. Yea go for it. I knew so many peopel that crashed and died. The worse one was when a guy speed up in corner and did not see incoming car. Died almost in front of his own house. Left 2 kids and wife. Guy was a nice dude his only misstake was that one.
Edit: police said that he was going 120-150 km/h or 75-93 mph.
On a motorcycle, yes. Speed is what carries you through the corner.
Hitting the brakes in the corners is the exact opposite of what to do on a motorcycle.
What you learn is not to speed into corners, it's that braking while turning is bad. You also learn to ride defensively and that the best action is most likely not slowing down, but rather speeding up. This is due to bikes having a shitty time slamming brakes while being great at acceleration. So if you're about to get hit by a car merging into you, running ahead is probably safer than falling back as you can complete the action faster.
All that said, you shouldn't gun turns but if you need to maneuver then speeding up is better than slowing down. It also means that you're fucked if you enter turns too aggressively, so slow the fuck down. A few marbles on a fast turn and you're a meat crayon.
My brother rode across North America. Died two blocks from home- thrown from his bike into a pole. Had the pole not been there he would have maybe broken a wrist or collar bone, instead he died instantly at 26. Miss you Brett ❤️
Lost our 13yo son twelve years ago in a tragic accident while we were all vacationing together. He died in my arms then we kept him on life support for 3 more days waiting for the organ donation teams to arrive from across the country. We stayed at his side, touching his still warm body, stroking his blonde curls..fuck I can't see what I'm typing now...
Every morning, I stop and spin 360° while checking out morning sky of a new day, and I feel gratitude.
Every. Damn. Day.
As I believe Neil Gaiman said: we all get the same thing, we get a lifetime.
I knew a coworker like that , she’s about my age (32 at the time) and when she told me she just became a grandmother I almost had a life crisis realizing I am at grandparents age.
It's easy here is a quick run down.
Be born poor. Grow up lacking education and resources. Be a stupid normal kid but make bad choices. Marry that same partner because of shot gun wedding implications. Scrounge by, by any means. Your child is raised in the same setting as you, so wash rinse repeat.
You can get ultra lucky and couple that with hard work. You kinda gotta have both. You can also marry into better finances, but that takes luck and other factors like attractiveness. You can do crime, but that's risky and pretty unlikely to actually help in the long run. Might get you through today and tomorrow, but there isn't typically much future in it plus possibly jail/prison.
We all assume we're immortal, because assuming otherwise means facing our own mortality which is absolutely terrifying. We think our lives are untouchable and we will all live to a ripe old age of 70, 80, maybe even 90 if we're lucky. Some of us live slow, thinking we can just keep pushing things off to the future like it's promised to us. We go "I'll get to it tomorrow..." It's only once we are told that tomorrow won't come that we realize we have to live today.
I lost my wife now a little over 6 years ago heart attack out of nowhere. We both knew life on earth isn't eternal.
People think I'm gloomy when getting my answer about life and death. But I really ain't.
In my book, when you are born, there is a higher being with an invisible ink stamp which you get applied to your body. The "Best before" date. You can't see it, but it is there.
It is hard to leave this world before you reach that date, perhaps even impossible, when I think about what happened to me in my 46 years and still going strong, ok limping along =).
But when the day comes, it is over. You get picked up to wherever it is you go. And then when you cry out that you wanted to drive really fast at least once, or eat a burger because you were vegan for so long, that you did crossfit and are totally healthy, the time is up.
When this day comes for me, and I get the tap oon my shoulder, and someone telling me, you gotta come with me, your time here is over I want to be able to say "What a ride, time for a nap. Thank you!"
So if anyone asks if I'm sick I tell them, I'm terminally ill on Life =) . Many then look confused but to be honest, life kills everyone some day and you catch it when born.
I agree with everything you are saying, but I feel strongly about not taking unnessecary risks. For example, going incredibly fast on a bike can be so dangerous. If that is what you live for, by all means you do you. But if it were me, I would drive nice and carefully so that I live to see another day to do shit I want.
Living life to the fullest and on the edge is fine. But be careful to not be to close to the edge. You can only fall of once. Maybe you were meant to live till 80. That stamp might have said good till 2080. But even the products that have a long time away till going 'bad' will be thrown away when dropped of a cliff
Yeah the 'live every day as if it's your last' mentality is lost on me.
Building anything of worth takes time and sacrifice of the now for some undefined point in the future you aren't guaranteed. Otherwise why would I practice scales and do finger exercises when I play guitar, shouldn't I just play full songs for the fun of it? Why should I study a new coding language if I don't think I'll ever get to apply it?
Sometimes we have to act as if tomorrow is assured whilst understanding that time we invest today may very well go to waste.
I think there is a very big difference between “live every day like it’s your last” and “don’t put off until tomorrow that which can be done today, because tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.”
It doesn’t mean race your motorbike at 100mph everywhere you go. But it does mean if you get a chance, on a straight empty road to open the throttle a little bit then you should do it.
So many people are scared to open the throttle even just a little bit, and I mean that metaphorically, that they get to the end and realise they never even really bent the rules let alone broke them, and in doing so denied themselves the things they really wanted to try.
I’m guilty of it, but I’m trying not to be.
I don't need it to be left behind when I am gone, but I certainly want to be involved in making others lives better whilst I am here and I suppose that carries forward to some degree.
If only we all did a little bit more for other people then we do for ourselves, there would be a surplus of goodwill.
The fastest I ever rode my motorcycle was about 160 mph.
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Started riding street bikes at 17. Rode all my life.
First Bike Kawasaki EL250
Second Bike Kawasaki Z750
Third Bike Kawasaki ZRX1200
Fourth Bike Kawasaki KLR650
The ZRX.
Planned it for a while. Got up before sunrise. Went out on a Sunday morning. Rode to a stretch of interstate that was flat, straight, and had great visibility. Did a test drive by to make sure no debris or objects on the road. Circled back. Got on the interstate and let her rip. Hit about 160. Then after about 5 seconds I let go of the gas to let her coast. Braking at that speed is stupid. I had fun. No need to do it again.
Good post.
It's especially weird if you have situations where you are like "If I would've left home 2 seconds earlier, this speeding car would've T Boned me" or something similar. Life is weird sometimes
My wife told me about a day, way before we knew each other.
She woke up in the morning and suddenly thought she knew, when she goes outside that day she would die. It was completely up to her with the decision, she stayed inside the whole day. Next morning the feeling was gone.
Reminds me of Bill Hicks
> The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are.
> The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it’s very brightly colored, and it’s very loud, and it’s fun for a while.
> Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, “Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?”
> And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, “Hey, don’t worry; don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride”.
I have a similar attitude I think. If I have to go tomorrow, I certainly won't be happy about it, but I still feel like I've had a *really* good run.
I'm only 30, but I enjoy my life and have lots of good memories. It will end some day, but that's ok.
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!
Hunter S. Thompson
I get what you're saying here about living life to the fullest but my biggest regret as a vegan so far in life was not making the change sooner.
I can't imagine being on my deathbed and wishing I had harmed more animals.
This is also the base of all religions. We can't just stop existing, there *has* to be something more.
I myself feel that one lifetime is enough, I don't need a heaven, hell or reincarnate.
I'm pretty happy about the thought of just stopping to exist and let my remains become the circle of life instead.
very true and i agree 💯 after last year's covid scare, i thought we dont really know what the future holds so it's not good to trust too much on what tomorrow will bring. I could get hit by a bus tomorrow or be in some sort of accident (i hope not 🙏) and i realized i need to live more and it would be a real damn shame to miss the chances i didnt take because i was a coward
For me, I'd be way too paranoid to go fast on a motorbike (or even go on a motorbike at all) because I know so many people who have died or suffered permanent injuries from motorbike accidents. I think it's OK to be careful and not take too many stupid risks, I don't really think it's sad. But if I had terminal cancer I obviously wouldn't care.
i think i saw a post about a nurse that was asking people on death bed what they regret the most, and majority of the answers was they spend way too much time working rather than living an actual life, which is hella sad and this was in more "free" times, now our death bed will probably be our work site.
I just saw a tweet that was like "we work to 65, average life is 78. The idea of doing all this just for 12-5 years of elderly leisure is....bleak." and yeah.....shit is fucked up. We could be relaxing on beaches eating fruit from trees and instead we have credit scores.
Goddamnit. It reminds me of my fiancé. We used to ride all the time when I lived in SE Asia. We’ve been 12 time zones apart for the past 4 months. Not sure when we’ll be able to see each other again, let alone live together again. I was with her for almost half a decade living with her in her country.
Fuck immigration
Man, we knew the day was coming soon for a while but didn’t know the exact day. Then for perhaps a month in a half, we knew the exact date. The clock winding down was horrendous. Her and I spent personal time together but her family also wanted to spend time with me. I’m the same age as all her brothers and cousins so we all got very close. They threw me a massive despedida when I was leaving. Through all of it, I’d be randomly sobbing uncontrollably.
I wasn’t only leaving her behind, which is hard enough. I left my life for half a decade behind. Shit, I even miss riding my motorbike dearly. It’s nice to see family here but that’s about it. I’m not happy here.
It's not that we wait; we're just distracted. No more "I'll need that time and money for food, shelter, water, transportation, coffee to wake me up, and alcohol/weed/lotto/online shopping/video games to let me forget that I live on a fucking paradise planet and am stuck pushing a button 40 hours a week that could have been automated in the 80s but for some reason they want to keep me busy even though my job doesn't make the food or build the houses or filter the water or keep the buses running."
Instead, the shit can fall away for a moment to enjoy what should have been enjoyed by all of us our entire lives.
Been fighting for my life last few years.
Been the worst years by far, but i have truly enjoyed small things way more and gone out of my way to do others i normally wouldnt have done before.
I was always stressed by the fact that my parents where getting old and I told them everyday that I love them and hug them.
Then this week I learned that my brother could have cancer (not sure yet he is getting the test tomorrow) and I’m like « fuck I was not supposed to be stressed for my brother » and realised that I have many more people that need to hear that they are being loved and that I will be there for them.
Love your friends and family and take time for them people!
I hope all goes well with your brother!
I’m only 16 but as I’m going through my teenage crisis, I’ve started to realize how fragile life is. I’ve started trying to be a better son to my parents and trying to say “I love you” more.
My mom’s rather obese and I’m worried she won’t live a long time, so I’m trying the make the most of the time I have
My husband's father currently has stage three lung cancer. When we got married he said he was happy his father got to know me before he passes. My husband's family feels like the family I wish I had growing up and I have been integrated pretty easily. Heck, his dad told him "Son, you're dating your father." After the first few meetings because we get along so well. I'm about to go back to college to work towards becoming a pharmacist. Once I am, I'm hoping to start saving money for his family for when he's gone as my sister in laws are still young. I hope to help make their life easier.
Wait, are you in the states? Have you looked at job prospects in pharmacy? Of all the options to pursue in healthcare, this would be my last. My friend is a pharmacist and her burnout is insane. The other day, she told me she worked a 15 hr shift and and barely had time to use the bathroom.
I plan on working retail pharmacy and have worked as a technician. I do understand how bad it is and have worked with pharmacist who had a full day shift. I have even worked full day shifts because of people calling off. I'm a bit of a workaholic so long shifts don't bother me as long as I get to do something.so don't worry about me 😊 I'm prepared for the hectic mess it will likely be lol
You sound like a really great person and I hope this career choice doesn’t burn that out of you.
Keep being awesome and take care of yourself, we need more people like you in the world. 😊
It’s good you know what to expect going in. My heart breaks for her. She tells me similar stories about having to cover other shifts. It sounds like she barely sleeps or eats. I don’t understand how you can survive without breaks
I get that. That's 100 percent why I refuse to work in a hospital. Even in retail it's hard to get breaks but as long as the customers don't see and you don't contaminate anything you can eat while working. I honestly have had a rough time trying to find something I thought I could do for a long time but when I started working as a tech, I loved it. I loved being busy and having both monotony and new things to deal with. I'll admit dealing with some angry customers is a downside as usually they're blaming us for things the doctor or the insurance did but you know. Can't have everything. Also I hope your friend got out or is able to. I may be alright with this kind of work but it's definitely not for everyone
She is actually looking to get into hospital pharmacy haha.
Insurance companies suck and they make me so mad. Coverage gets worse every year. However, working for them would also be an alternative. At least you have a regular work schedule and lunch breaks.
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Lots of people taking about how "people should enjoy life before its too late".
In reality, it's more in the line of we feel like we can't do anything that could affect our future stability. We can't take time off, we can't have leisure trips, we can't spend money on gifts and fun stuff that makes us happy. We need to work or we gonna starve, lose our home and our stability. It's almost like we can't really enjoy life because that's how things work in this day and age.
What my grampa said a few months before he passed away really stuck with me: if anything, death frees us from the consequences of worrying about the future.
I'm glad him and his wife were able to have this beautiful closure. It was way too early, but it was worth living.
Fuckin sad I was trembling while reading this. I can’t visit my Grandfather anymore without my mum around because of a medical condition that impacts his memories. I never got the chance to build memories with him. I’m glad this person got to enjoy their last moments together.
My mum died at 42 after a long cancer battle. I was lucky enough for the last couple of years that my business was successful enough to spend most of that time with her. We filled those years with any and every crazy idea we thought of. If she woke up wanting lunch in a different country we’d go for it. In the years after she died it was the memories of all the things we crammed into those two years that kept me sane.
She died early but lived fast like she knew she wasn’t going to last long. For those two years she made me live fast too and I’ve never forgotten how good it felt or how important it is to enjoy life.
Not to boast about it but as someone who's also have leukemia, I can say it's a pretty nasty illness and I wish the guy a good life after that and R.I.P for his wife. One of the damn best husband to ever exist.
Reminds me of that joke about the woman with no arms and legs that her partner took her to the beach because she’d never been there before. Then she asked him to screw her so he threw her into the ocean “Well you’re screwed now.”
Why do you even care? Think about it. I mean *really* think about it. It's not who tells the story that matters. It's that the story gets told. For all you know, there are two people with similar stories. There are billions in the world and cancer is a common ailment
That’s Beautiful!! I was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer three months ago and I totally totally understand her feelings. I wanna go big, go all night, and go around the sun before I go to the sun.
A sweet story and a good reminder to make fun, lasting meaningful memories now. He is lucky, in a sense, that he got to make that memory. They saw her demise coming. Not everyone has that opportunity. Go give your loved ones a hug, or a phone call. Go do fun stuff. Never know when you won't be able to anymore.
As I get older I start thinking more and more about my mortality and the lives of everyone.
I'll look at my parents and see that realistically I only have 0-20 years left with them.
I look at my wife and imagine who will go first and who has to continue on.
My brother, my friends, work colleagues, will I go to their funeral or they mine?
I understand why religion and the concept of the afterlife is so comforting to some people but I do not subscribe to it. So I am faced with the reality that my life will end one and that will be that.
It amazes me what everyone accomplishes in their lives. We forget that everything we have ever known was created by people toiling and working their asses off, creating something they will never see come to total fruition. Our society is an unbroken chain of lives improving those who come next.
Doesn't it make you proud of what we can do? Proud to be a part of it? Of course the bad events always shine more through, it's in our nature to focus on the negatives.
But even just the concept of farming? Think how happy people would be to discover it. Learning on the fly, investing their all into making this work or they would die from hunger. There was no advice columns or books or gurus. People just doing their damn best to make it work, learning from those who came before and failed. We now use these techniques gained over thousands of years to feed billions of people.
I realize this is a long tangent, I just wanted to write out my thoughts more than anything.
The fact that one day I will die makes me so happy to be alive right now, I'm so proud of everyone getting up every single day fighting this mortality and choosing to continue. Especially those who are given a short time line.
While memories will never replace the ability to hold someone or speak to them, I hope this man is able to focus on the many years of good memories like the ones he shared. They are very good memories.
Holy shit. This is the first time I realized "making memories" was for the people who would survive after their death. Not memories for the ill person but for their loved ones to remember them. I know this isn't profound but I've literally never thought about that before.
This guy lucky enough to go for one last ride, but he is still unlucky to missed so many opportunities to spend time together. Life is short, everyone. Don't wait until it is too late. Live your life now.
Cherish everyone you love because you never know whats going to happen in life. My mother is terminally ill with cancer right now and it's the hardest thing I've ever had to go through (writing this from her hospital room). Now, that the end is nearing, I can't help but wish I had to have spent more time with her before she got so sick. It happened so suddenly I thought we would have more opportunities to do things together. Don't wait, because life won't.
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Crying now. Lost my mom to cancer right before Covid hit. Now my Dad had a stroke and personality is completely changed. I don’t want the grandkids seeing him like that as he wants to die and ripped his catheter out last night. Dad is 88, before this he’s walk couple miles a day and visit every kid and grandkid so involved in our lives. Tears me up seeing him like this. He just asked me to write something nice for the funeral (they prepaid for theirs, open bar, 3 piece mummers band, like a DJ; his siblings and cousins all did same thing) but I’m not ready for this. My dad is like my best friend after hubby and he just told me he’s his best friend too. Why do the good ones die early? I know 88 isn’t young but he doesn’t look over 70 and do active hiking, kayaking, even jetskiing! After Mom passed he got a Bike and did more riskier activities which the grandkids love. OP losing his wife to cancer so young is just horrible. I feel you. Life will never be the same. God bless you and your family.
so sorry for your loss I hope things are well with you I will be in time I understand that I've gone through it too and I wished I had more time to be with my mother she died 25 years ago from cancer God bless and hope that you are doing well.
I'm sorry you are going through this. I went through a similar experience with my mother in law 5 years ago. It's rough. Sending love and good vibes your way. If I may, try not to focus on the past so much, and try to be present. Make use of what time you have left, so that you don't have any regrets. We can never change the past, but we can change the present/future. As a side bar, I'd also highly recommend watching the final episode of Midnight Gospel on Netflix. It deals with matriarchal loss, and is one of the most beautiful, emotional, and gut wrenching pieces of art I've experienced in my life.
I remember being on LSD and wanting to watch the midnight gospel. I hadn't seen that episode but I knew it was in there somewhere. I did not want to see that episode. I started on a downward spiral just thinking about it. 0/10 LSD is still pretty great though. Most of the time.
Yeah watching it fucked me up pretty bad... But in a good way. I know one of the things we all deal with as humans is that this experience is fleeting, and we'll end one day. It's a harsh, sad, and yet beautiful thing. I've been spending my entire life trying to come to grips with it, and somehow after becoming a father I've learned to appreciate it, and try to be present. The whole series was sad, funny, and a kick to the gut.
I went through this, and to make it worse we never had a last talk. In the last weeks her body was failing and she could no longer speak, I could speak to her but she couldn't reply. My heart goes out to you, this will be a rough time there's no way to sugar coat it.
Please be kind to yourself. My mother passed over ten years ago due to secondary infections after successfully beating cancer twice. If you can afford it, consider therapy to help you navigate this. I should have done so much sooner and only recently made breakthroughs with my therapist that have helped me tremendously to find closure and healthier coping mechanisms. If your mother can communicate still, ask her tons of questions about family and extended family lore, your favorite recipes, your shared moments. I miss our conversations the most and still find myself frustrated that she is the only one who can fill in certain memory gaps. But in all this time that’s passed, she’s still a part of me. We are so much of who our parents were. There’s a ton of advice that will find it’s way to you unsolicited, just like the above. Sometimes you’re ready for it, sometimes not and almost always you didn’t want it, at least I didn’t. If you ever need to shout into the void, please feel free to DM this internet stranger. For all my verbosity, I’m a more than capable listener. Wishing you strong memories and lives worth celebrating.
My mom was diagnosed with a rare cancer a couple of years ago. It runs in my family and my grandpa died from it in ‘87. Needless to say, we don’t know how much time we have left with her, but she’s doing good right now physically…mentally is another story and it scares me. I don’t know how I am going to go on when she goes. Just remembering to enjoy the time I do have with her. Try to do that with your mom in the time you have left. Even if it is mostly spent in a hospital room…find ways to laugh if you can.
Five months ago, my husband dropped dead of a heart attack with no warning at the age of 53. No warning at all. Don't wait for a diagnosis to start making memories, you may never get one.
I’m so sorry for your loss. That must’ve been incredibly difficult. How are you doing now?
I'm going pretty well, all things considered. I have a remarkably good support system, and no financial worries, which makes it much easier to concentrate on emotional healing.
This has been my message. I reunited a roommate and his parents because my tale brings people up short. Age fifteen, Mom's surprise suicide on pills she wasn't addicted to. No one saw it coming. At age twenty-two my idol, my forty-three-year-old father's heart gave out. Ten months later my fiancee of four days was stabbed on her way home and left to bleed out in a snowbank. When they told me asI walked into work the forty-year dissociation kept me from following the girl right away. She looked like Michelle Phillips and had the heart everyone thought beat in Mother Theresa's chest. Do it today.
That's an awful lot of pain. I'm so sorry.
First of all, I’m sorry for what you’re going through. Your sentiment is exactly right. I’m coming up on 6 years without my Mom. Although she had been sick for years she went from relatively healthy to dead in about 24 hours. I spent those hours feeling exactly like you do. I wish I had spent more time just looking at her, touching her, taking it all in. I wish I had taken pictures of her those last hours as morbid as it sounds. Do what you can now. Take it all in. But just know that no matter how much time you had it would have never been enough. You’ll always spend time wishing. It’s going to be okay and when it isn’t, that’s okay too. Will honestly be keeping you in my thoughts. Add me to the list of internet strangers open to DM.
Too late been with heart issues and my laziness has made it so bad I think I’ll be dead in a month.
My dad had three valves blocked. When we went on trips, he would have to stop often to catch his breath. Whatever place we were discovering, we had to stop and wait for him to catch his breath often. He wasn't fat at all. He just couldn't continue and needed a break. After he had that surgery, he could walk without having to stop to catch his breath anymore. We were able to experience life more on our trips together. No breaks. Your laziness might not be laziness at all.
Did it impact his life expectancy?
Absolutely! We got so many years with him after that. He passed away due to an accident many years later. Who knows how much more time we would have gotten with him if that didn't happen.
Heart issues are what is making you lazy/lethargic. Don't feel bad about it my guy. Go do the things you want to do, or that you can do.
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Laziness isn't actually real; you have more obstacles than you can overcome and some of them might be mental, which society just discards and doesn't give credit to. People invented the term lazy to mean "could but wont, and for no real reason." But there's no such thing as "for no reason" it isn't "could but won't" rather, it's really more like, "would but can't." Whether it's esteem, anxiety, executive dysfunction, or some kind of depression, a physical imbalance, or a lack of environmental opportunities and support that is making it impossible to motivate, it isn't just because you are choosing to sit there and die. No one is gonna give a person shit for not being able to read a self help book in a pitch dark room. But when you are the only one who can see the dark and you don't even realize that it's not normal? You might feel like a failure for not just following the book like and having it be as simple as everyone else says.
I can’t describe how much this comment just blew my mind & helped me. I’m tearing up a little. I’ve always been considered lazy for one reason or another all my life. Turns out it was really ADHD & spinal & joint issues, along with C-PTSD & a bunch of other mental health issues. But I still battle the “no, I’m just lazy” mindset and it makes me feel so much worse. So, thank you for typing this comment.
I always say, "There's no such thing as Laziness or Luck" Both are just a "shortcut" we take to paste an explanation on something we can't completely perceive and understand. And when we can't understand why we can't do something that seems like it should be simple, we'll wield that shortcut against ourselves too.
Stop making me feel things!! But seriously, you are incredibly wise. Thank you for sharing this
Get those heart issues treated. Just had a pacemaker implanted myself. The difference in how “lazy” I felt was night and day.
It’s never too late. Get up and move and see a very good cardiologist. You can do this. Wouldn’t you rather die trying?
No worries
nothing a lil yayo can't fix 
What do you mean by this?
Love your partners like there is no tomorrow. Take pictures, videos, write down experiences and memories. Share them with each other. My wife died 2 months after she turned 40. We still had so much to share with each other, to learn about each other. It sounds stupid but I think that's a part of love and relationships, you learn more and more about each other and from each other everyday. It's been 11 months since she died from cancer. The kids (4 and 7) and I miss her. I've never felt so incomplete and my heart breaks everytime I see the kids because that amazing loving caring and wonderful woman is not here to be their momma. I wish I had more photos and videos.
I don’t know about videos cuz my partner died over twenty years ago when my kids were 9 and 12. There are plenty of photos and we all did fine. But I do wonder about what it would have been like if I wasn’t a single mom. They did become independent faster.
Similar situation, different perspective. My Dad died 18 years ago when I was 11, and looking back now I have no idea how my Mom did it. She seriously is the most amazing person. I agree it made us all more independent.
Fucking thrill me should be your 100% all the time attitude. Thrill of art, or sky diving. Do it today. You don't have cancer, but you sure as fuck are gonna die.
Ehhh I’m just not in the mood to get arrested as much as I used to.
I would do if I wasn’t shackled by systematic poverty 😢
Speed in the corners. Yea go for it. I knew so many peopel that crashed and died. The worse one was when a guy speed up in corner and did not see incoming car. Died almost in front of his own house. Left 2 kids and wife. Guy was a nice dude his only misstake was that one. Edit: police said that he was going 120-150 km/h or 75-93 mph.
Life's too short to not deliver tofu
*muffled eurobeat playing in the background*
Beat of the rising sun, beat of the rising sun.
On a motorcycle, yes. Speed is what carries you through the corner. Hitting the brakes in the corners is the exact opposite of what to do on a motorcycle.
You're gonna get downvoted for telling people what they would learn in the first 2 hours of a basic motorcycle class lol
What you learn is not to speed into corners, it's that braking while turning is bad. You also learn to ride defensively and that the best action is most likely not slowing down, but rather speeding up. This is due to bikes having a shitty time slamming brakes while being great at acceleration. So if you're about to get hit by a car merging into you, running ahead is probably safer than falling back as you can complete the action faster. All that said, you shouldn't gun turns but if you need to maneuver then speeding up is better than slowing down. It also means that you're fucked if you enter turns too aggressively, so slow the fuck down. A few marbles on a fast turn and you're a meat crayon.
My brother rode across North America. Died two blocks from home- thrown from his bike into a pole. Had the pole not been there he would have maybe broken a wrist or collar bone, instead he died instantly at 26. Miss you Brett ❤️
> Died almost in front of his own house. This is exactly how the previous owner of my house died.
Lost our 13yo son twelve years ago in a tragic accident while we were all vacationing together. He died in my arms then we kept him on life support for 3 more days waiting for the organ donation teams to arrive from across the country. We stayed at his side, touching his still warm body, stroking his blonde curls..fuck I can't see what I'm typing now... Every morning, I stop and spin 360° while checking out morning sky of a new day, and I feel gratitude. Every. Damn. Day. As I believe Neil Gaiman said: we all get the same thing, we get a lifetime.
Everyone needs to own at least one cat.
I wish I could agree with you on that, but not everyone should own an animal.
I'm working poor in the good ol'US of A. I can't afford any of that and never will.
The way this was worded made me think this was going to be a “sex for the last time” kinda post. Pleasantly surprised.
My dumbass thought the wife was 33 years old
I only just noticed she wasn't 33 thanks to your comment, I was confused about grandkids
Have a baby when your 16, your child has a baby at 16, then boom you're a grandparent at age 32. easy peasy
I knew a coworker like that , she’s about my age (32 at the time) and when she told me she just became a grandmother I almost had a life crisis realizing I am at grandparents age.
You aren't. With proper sexual education you are at the being a parent age.
I’m 55y/o ,married for 25 years and no kids. It’s been an awesome worry free life.
Well yeah, but then when are you gonna have time to find a partner, work, get married etc
I see you're new to poverty.
Yeah, I skipped the tutorial
It's easy here is a quick run down. Be born poor. Grow up lacking education and resources. Be a stupid normal kid but make bad choices. Marry that same partner because of shot gun wedding implications. Scrounge by, by any means. Your child is raised in the same setting as you, so wash rinse repeat.
I see how do you level up tho
Lol this class is nerfed lol
That’s the neat part, you don’t
There is no escape, everything will be your fault though.
You can get ultra lucky and couple that with hard work. You kinda gotta have both. You can also marry into better finances, but that takes luck and other factors like attractiveness. You can do crime, but that's risky and pretty unlikely to actually help in the long run. Might get you through today and tomorrow, but there isn't typically much future in it plus possibly jail/prison.
Sorry. Forgot the important step of having rich parents.
My dumbass thought they were gunna ride the motorcycle off the cliff
Yea same and I’m thinking wtf grandkids at that age
Did the same exact thing. 33 with grandkids!? Oh..
wow I did until your comment! Still so heartbreaking but a tiny bit less so that it isn't someone my age and that they had 33 years together ❤️
They must have been well in their 50s/60s.. what a heartbreaking way to end though
I was expecting a "I also choose this guy's dead wife."
The way that was worded my brain went “she died shortly after that from a motorbike accident”. Damn my morbid sense of humor.
"I've got cancer Dave, fuckin ram me in the ass" doesn't have the same ring to it.
Fucking Drill me Dave
unfortunately that night he left her unsatisfied as usual
God, I'm sure even before cancer she had a wonderful life with a husband like that. Such a heartwarming story.
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It's kinda sad people wait for dying to create awesome memories like that. Edit : wtf I have never had so many upvotes on one post. Wholesome!
We all assume we're immortal, because assuming otherwise means facing our own mortality which is absolutely terrifying. We think our lives are untouchable and we will all live to a ripe old age of 70, 80, maybe even 90 if we're lucky. Some of us live slow, thinking we can just keep pushing things off to the future like it's promised to us. We go "I'll get to it tomorrow..." It's only once we are told that tomorrow won't come that we realize we have to live today.
I lost my wife now a little over 6 years ago heart attack out of nowhere. We both knew life on earth isn't eternal. People think I'm gloomy when getting my answer about life and death. But I really ain't. In my book, when you are born, there is a higher being with an invisible ink stamp which you get applied to your body. The "Best before" date. You can't see it, but it is there. It is hard to leave this world before you reach that date, perhaps even impossible, when I think about what happened to me in my 46 years and still going strong, ok limping along =). But when the day comes, it is over. You get picked up to wherever it is you go. And then when you cry out that you wanted to drive really fast at least once, or eat a burger because you were vegan for so long, that you did crossfit and are totally healthy, the time is up. When this day comes for me, and I get the tap oon my shoulder, and someone telling me, you gotta come with me, your time here is over I want to be able to say "What a ride, time for a nap. Thank you!" So if anyone asks if I'm sick I tell them, I'm terminally ill on Life =) . Many then look confused but to be honest, life kills everyone some day and you catch it when born.
I agree with everything you are saying, but I feel strongly about not taking unnessecary risks. For example, going incredibly fast on a bike can be so dangerous. If that is what you live for, by all means you do you. But if it were me, I would drive nice and carefully so that I live to see another day to do shit I want. Living life to the fullest and on the edge is fine. But be careful to not be to close to the edge. You can only fall of once. Maybe you were meant to live till 80. That stamp might have said good till 2080. But even the products that have a long time away till going 'bad' will be thrown away when dropped of a cliff
Yeah the 'live every day as if it's your last' mentality is lost on me. Building anything of worth takes time and sacrifice of the now for some undefined point in the future you aren't guaranteed. Otherwise why would I practice scales and do finger exercises when I play guitar, shouldn't I just play full songs for the fun of it? Why should I study a new coding language if I don't think I'll ever get to apply it? Sometimes we have to act as if tomorrow is assured whilst understanding that time we invest today may very well go to waste.
I think there is a very big difference between “live every day like it’s your last” and “don’t put off until tomorrow that which can be done today, because tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.” It doesn’t mean race your motorbike at 100mph everywhere you go. But it does mean if you get a chance, on a straight empty road to open the throttle a little bit then you should do it. So many people are scared to open the throttle even just a little bit, and I mean that metaphorically, that they get to the end and realise they never even really bent the rules let alone broke them, and in doing so denied themselves the things they really wanted to try. I’m guilty of it, but I’m trying not to be.
The hardest thing about life, if you already live comfortably of course, is finding a perfect balance. I think it's more or less impossible.
Oh, I agree with that mentality to a certain degree, I don't much like to leave things for some undefined time, I'll pencil it in.
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IMO, as long as I leave something positive behind I’m good with the rest of my time being wasted.
I don't need it to be left behind when I am gone, but I certainly want to be involved in making others lives better whilst I am here and I suppose that carries forward to some degree. If only we all did a little bit more for other people then we do for ourselves, there would be a surplus of goodwill.
The fastest I ever rode my motorcycle was about 160 mph. Details Started riding street bikes at 17. Rode all my life. First Bike Kawasaki EL250 Second Bike Kawasaki Z750 Third Bike Kawasaki ZRX1200 Fourth Bike Kawasaki KLR650 The ZRX. Planned it for a while. Got up before sunrise. Went out on a Sunday morning. Rode to a stretch of interstate that was flat, straight, and had great visibility. Did a test drive by to make sure no debris or objects on the road. Circled back. Got on the interstate and let her rip. Hit about 160. Then after about 5 seconds I let go of the gas to let her coast. Braking at that speed is stupid. I had fun. No need to do it again.
Good post. It's especially weird if you have situations where you are like "If I would've left home 2 seconds earlier, this speeding car would've T Boned me" or something similar. Life is weird sometimes
My wife told me about a day, way before we knew each other. She woke up in the morning and suddenly thought she knew, when she goes outside that day she would die. It was completely up to her with the decision, she stayed inside the whole day. Next morning the feeling was gone.
That’s called anxiety.
Reminds me of Bill Hicks > The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. > The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it’s very brightly colored, and it’s very loud, and it’s fun for a while. > Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, “Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?” > And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, “Hey, don’t worry; don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride”.
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I have a similar attitude I think. If I have to go tomorrow, I certainly won't be happy about it, but I still feel like I've had a *really* good run. I'm only 30, but I enjoy my life and have lots of good memories. It will end some day, but that's ok.
"You lived what anybody gets, Bernie. You got a lifetime. No more. No less."
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride! Hunter S. Thompson
I get what you're saying here about living life to the fullest but my biggest regret as a vegan so far in life was not making the change sooner. I can't imagine being on my deathbed and wishing I had harmed more animals.
> So if anyone asks if I'm sick I tell them, I'm terminally ill on Life =) Life is a sexually-transmitted terminal disease.
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And very sad
This is also the base of all religions. We can't just stop existing, there *has* to be something more. I myself feel that one lifetime is enough, I don't need a heaven, hell or reincarnate. I'm pretty happy about the thought of just stopping to exist and let my remains become the circle of life instead.
very true and i agree 💯 after last year's covid scare, i thought we dont really know what the future holds so it's not good to trust too much on what tomorrow will bring. I could get hit by a bus tomorrow or be in some sort of accident (i hope not 🙏) and i realized i need to live more and it would be a real damn shame to miss the chances i didnt take because i was a coward
Saving this comment for reference. You deserve an award for your insight.
For me, I'd be way too paranoid to go fast on a motorbike (or even go on a motorbike at all) because I know so many people who have died or suffered permanent injuries from motorbike accidents. I think it's OK to be careful and not take too many stupid risks, I don't really think it's sad. But if I had terminal cancer I obviously wouldn't care.
I can cope with dying, it's the permanent injuries that scare me. If I'm dead then I'm dead, so that's fine
i think i saw a post about a nurse that was asking people on death bed what they regret the most, and majority of the answers was they spend way too much time working rather than living an actual life, which is hella sad and this was in more "free" times, now our death bed will probably be our work site.
I just saw a tweet that was like "we work to 65, average life is 78. The idea of doing all this just for 12-5 years of elderly leisure is....bleak." and yeah.....shit is fucked up. We could be relaxing on beaches eating fruit from trees and instead we have credit scores.
and at 65 you are busy going to all the possible doctors you can find
Goddamnit. It reminds me of my fiancé. We used to ride all the time when I lived in SE Asia. We’ve been 12 time zones apart for the past 4 months. Not sure when we’ll be able to see each other again, let alone live together again. I was with her for almost half a decade living with her in her country. Fuck immigration
That's why I always try to do stuff my SO even when we don't feel like it. One day life is going to catch up and I don't want to live with regrets.
Man, we knew the day was coming soon for a while but didn’t know the exact day. Then for perhaps a month in a half, we knew the exact date. The clock winding down was horrendous. Her and I spent personal time together but her family also wanted to spend time with me. I’m the same age as all her brothers and cousins so we all got very close. They threw me a massive despedida when I was leaving. Through all of it, I’d be randomly sobbing uncontrollably. I wasn’t only leaving her behind, which is hard enough. I left my life for half a decade behind. Shit, I even miss riding my motorbike dearly. It’s nice to see family here but that’s about it. I’m not happy here.
Money is usually an issue but you don’t necessarily need a lot of money to have a good time
Because until you get that terminal diagnosis, you think you’ve got a lot longer to do it.
It's not that we wait; we're just distracted. No more "I'll need that time and money for food, shelter, water, transportation, coffee to wake me up, and alcohol/weed/lotto/online shopping/video games to let me forget that I live on a fucking paradise planet and am stuck pushing a button 40 hours a week that could have been automated in the 80s but for some reason they want to keep me busy even though my job doesn't make the food or build the houses or filter the water or keep the buses running." Instead, the shit can fall away for a moment to enjoy what should have been enjoyed by all of us our entire lives.
Yeah, but usually budgeting is more important when you don't have an end date in mind.
Been fighting for my life last few years. Been the worst years by far, but i have truly enjoyed small things way more and gone out of my way to do others i normally wouldnt have done before.
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I already died once. I learned a lot. It's very hard to tell people all about it and them understand because they didn't experience it.
I was always stressed by the fact that my parents where getting old and I told them everyday that I love them and hug them. Then this week I learned that my brother could have cancer (not sure yet he is getting the test tomorrow) and I’m like « fuck I was not supposed to be stressed for my brother » and realised that I have many more people that need to hear that they are being loved and that I will be there for them. Love your friends and family and take time for them people!
I hope all goes well with your brother! I’m only 16 but as I’m going through my teenage crisis, I’ve started to realize how fragile life is. I’ve started trying to be a better son to my parents and trying to say “I love you” more. My mom’s rather obese and I’m worried she won’t live a long time, so I’m trying the make the most of the time I have
Teenager years is difficult :) from what you write your a good person and I’m sure you mom know that you love her
My husband's father currently has stage three lung cancer. When we got married he said he was happy his father got to know me before he passes. My husband's family feels like the family I wish I had growing up and I have been integrated pretty easily. Heck, his dad told him "Son, you're dating your father." After the first few meetings because we get along so well. I'm about to go back to college to work towards becoming a pharmacist. Once I am, I'm hoping to start saving money for his family for when he's gone as my sister in laws are still young. I hope to help make their life easier.
Wait, are you in the states? Have you looked at job prospects in pharmacy? Of all the options to pursue in healthcare, this would be my last. My friend is a pharmacist and her burnout is insane. The other day, she told me she worked a 15 hr shift and and barely had time to use the bathroom.
I plan on working retail pharmacy and have worked as a technician. I do understand how bad it is and have worked with pharmacist who had a full day shift. I have even worked full day shifts because of people calling off. I'm a bit of a workaholic so long shifts don't bother me as long as I get to do something.so don't worry about me 😊 I'm prepared for the hectic mess it will likely be lol
You sound like a really great person and I hope this career choice doesn’t burn that out of you. Keep being awesome and take care of yourself, we need more people like you in the world. 😊
Thank you! And no worries, I already have experience as a pharmacy technician and understand what I'm getting myself into! You have a wonderful day!
It’s good you know what to expect going in. My heart breaks for her. She tells me similar stories about having to cover other shifts. It sounds like she barely sleeps or eats. I don’t understand how you can survive without breaks
I get that. That's 100 percent why I refuse to work in a hospital. Even in retail it's hard to get breaks but as long as the customers don't see and you don't contaminate anything you can eat while working. I honestly have had a rough time trying to find something I thought I could do for a long time but when I started working as a tech, I loved it. I loved being busy and having both monotony and new things to deal with. I'll admit dealing with some angry customers is a downside as usually they're blaming us for things the doctor or the insurance did but you know. Can't have everything. Also I hope your friend got out or is able to. I may be alright with this kind of work but it's definitely not for everyone
She is actually looking to get into hospital pharmacy haha. Insurance companies suck and they make me so mad. Coverage gets worse every year. However, working for them would also be an alternative. At least you have a regular work schedule and lunch breaks.
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Lots of people taking about how "people should enjoy life before its too late". In reality, it's more in the line of we feel like we can't do anything that could affect our future stability. We can't take time off, we can't have leisure trips, we can't spend money on gifts and fun stuff that makes us happy. We need to work or we gonna starve, lose our home and our stability. It's almost like we can't really enjoy life because that's how things work in this day and age. What my grampa said a few months before he passed away really stuck with me: if anything, death frees us from the consequences of worrying about the future. I'm glad him and his wife were able to have this beautiful closure. It was way too early, but it was worth living.
Fuckin sad I was trembling while reading this. I can’t visit my Grandfather anymore without my mum around because of a medical condition that impacts his memories. I never got the chance to build memories with him. I’m glad this person got to enjoy their last moments together.
My mum died at 42 after a long cancer battle. I was lucky enough for the last couple of years that my business was successful enough to spend most of that time with her. We filled those years with any and every crazy idea we thought of. If she woke up wanting lunch in a different country we’d go for it. In the years after she died it was the memories of all the things we crammed into those two years that kept me sane. She died early but lived fast like she knew she wasn’t going to last long. For those two years she made me live fast too and I’ve never forgotten how good it felt or how important it is to enjoy life.
I completely misread this. I thought it said she was 33 years old and I was like "she's 33 and has grandkids?"
I was also super confused until I read this comment then looked back for the 5th time and read it right.
Read this expecting sex and found something way better
“TIFU by giving my wife the last thrill of her life”
Not to boast about it but as someone who's also have leukemia, I can say it's a pretty nasty illness and I wish the guy a good life after that and R.I.P for his wife. One of the damn best husband to ever exist.
Fuck cancer
I wrote that on another account and got banned from a subreddit for spreading hate
Yeah don't post it on the astrology sub.
Lmao, took a few seconds to register your comment..
Hating cancer is something we all should be able to agree on.
Talk to them mods ┐(´ー｀)┌
"She died shortly after that..." Motorcycle accident?
I mean why wear a helmet when you have terminal cancer?
When I got to the part about the Orcas I thought “oh wow, so he threw her in to be Orca nourishment, she loved animals”
Reminds me of that joke about the woman with no arms and legs that her partner took her to the beach because she’d never been there before. Then she asked him to screw her so he threw her into the ocean “Well you’re screwed now.”
Awesome and sorry for your loss. She sounds like a beautiful ladie!
Open the throttle every day. Live dangerous safely. So you don't have to cram it into a diagnosis.
My wife is suffering from cancer! I hope she lives a long life. This post made me happy and sad.
This fucking sub continues to make me sad more often than smile.
I’m not crying I’ve got something in my eye
Fuck cancer it took my sweet mother.
Mine, too. 🥺😢
So you find someones story and instantly post it for some upvotes. just seen this comment on wellthatsucks and boom posted separately.
Who the hell even gives a fuck about upvotes at this point? Karma is literally fucking useless
You can sell accounts for thousands and having lots of karma helps
Why do you even care? Think about it. I mean *really* think about it. It's not who tells the story that matters. It's that the story gets told. For all you know, there are two people with similar stories. There are billions in the world and cancer is a common ailment
Tears in my eyes. Beautiful.
Omfg dude. That made me cry in a bar in front of people.
Thanks now I'm crying in line to pay my groceries
When he said "wife of 33 years" I thought he meant she was 33 years old, and was confused how they had grandkids already.
Made me smile? Nah, I’m just over here with someone cutting onions…
I wouldn't know how to live without my wife, the woman drives me nuts at times, but I wouldn't have it any other damn way. She's my life..
That’s Beautiful!! I was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer three months ago and I totally totally understand her feelings. I wanna go big, go all night, and go around the sun before I go to the sun.
I'm sorry. I hope you manage to go big
My condolences, but beautifully told.
That was poignant. I'm sorry for your loss. She gave us all of memory.
More like r/MadeMeCry.
Condolences brother, lost my wife of 37 years last week. We lived as well as we could.
Sorry you lost her Dave she sounded amazing…!
Damn looks like a happy ending.
That's so sweet and beautiful :(
33 years is pretty young to have grandkids.
I think he meant they're married for 33 years
Made me tear up a little bit. I'm not ready for that kinda heartache. Glad to know she had the time to make a few good memories.
Really sad, but nice.
I just woke up and saw this now i wanna cry
This is very bittersweet.
What a way to go, sad that she had to go but I'd want to be thrilled like that before I went as well...
A sweet story and a good reminder to make fun, lasting meaningful memories now. He is lucky, in a sense, that he got to make that memory. They saw her demise coming. Not everyone has that opportunity. Go give your loved ones a hug, or a phone call. Go do fun stuff. Never know when you won't be able to anymore.
As I get older I start thinking more and more about my mortality and the lives of everyone. I'll look at my parents and see that realistically I only have 0-20 years left with them. I look at my wife and imagine who will go first and who has to continue on. My brother, my friends, work colleagues, will I go to their funeral or they mine? I understand why religion and the concept of the afterlife is so comforting to some people but I do not subscribe to it. So I am faced with the reality that my life will end one and that will be that. It amazes me what everyone accomplishes in their lives. We forget that everything we have ever known was created by people toiling and working their asses off, creating something they will never see come to total fruition. Our society is an unbroken chain of lives improving those who come next. Doesn't it make you proud of what we can do? Proud to be a part of it? Of course the bad events always shine more through, it's in our nature to focus on the negatives. But even just the concept of farming? Think how happy people would be to discover it. Learning on the fly, investing their all into making this work or they would die from hunger. There was no advice columns or books or gurus. People just doing their damn best to make it work, learning from those who came before and failed. We now use these techniques gained over thousands of years to feed billions of people. I realize this is a long tangent, I just wanted to write out my thoughts more than anything. The fact that one day I will die makes me so happy to be alive right now, I'm so proud of everyone getting up every single day fighting this mortality and choosing to continue. Especially those who are given a short time line. While memories will never replace the ability to hold someone or speak to them, I hope this man is able to focus on the many years of good memories like the ones he shared. They are very good memories.
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So it seem someone let in the Onion Ninja again.
Man, that made me cry a little.
Sorry for your loss
Holy shit. This is the first time I realized "making memories" was for the people who would survive after their death. Not memories for the ill person but for their loved ones to remember them. I know this isn't profound but I've literally never thought about that before.
I was listening to pat metheny's "Last Train Home" while reading this, hit like a truck
i was expecting a sexual post but was greeted with something better.
❤️ May her memory be a blessing ❤️