So, here’s
another off the cuff story
I read. Let’s flip the script, shall we?
Death’s
never an easy subject to just talk about…especially when it hits close to home.
You guys
know I’ve been slammed by it multiple times personally with my best friend,
Noe, then, my brother, Joey. You may
know it’s coming and can see it for a mile, or it, and more often than not,
blindside the hell out of you.
Seeing it
coming DOESN’T make it any easier when it comes. There’s still the question, ‘Why” even if the
writing’s on the wall. BUT, what if the
person’s made peace with fate like Charles Krauthammer seems to have? Will that steel his fam and friends when he
goes in a matter of weeks as docs’ve told him?
Maybe.
Not taking
away from Krauthammer by any means, because I hold him in the highest regard
being so calm in the knowledge of him imminent death, but I remember when Noe
was dying. He knew, and he didn’t want
anyone around for that last ambulance ride.
He was adamant. At 13-14, I
figured, and talking to Gloria, his mom, a week later, I learned how much he
knew. I realized that last time I was
over was a carefully orchestrated good-bye by Noe and God.
So it seems
with Krauthammer. He’s telling the public
good-bye on his terms and that he’s OK with it and the way his life played
out. Now, that’s class and dignity.
Be good to
each other.
-J-
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