Sometimes we truly do worry about the wrong things and people. Those things end up robbing us of the precious time we have to enjoy life and those around us…
On the die I day a lot will happen.
A lot will change.
The world will be busy.
On the day I die, all the important appointments I made will be left unattended.
The many plans I had yet to complete will remain forever undone.
The calendar that ruled so many of my days will now be irrelevant to me.
All the material things I so chased and guarded and treasured will be left in the hands of others to care for or to discard.
The words of my critics which so burdened me will cease to sting or capture anymore. They will be unable to touch me.
The arguments I believed I’d won here will not serve me or bring me any satisfaction or solace.
All my noisy incoming notifications and texts and calls will go unanswered. Their great urgency will be quieted.
My many nagging regrets will all be resigned to the past, where they should have always…
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The Adventurous Introvert 
This is so very true!
I just wanted to say thank you for sharing your experience with me but I could not respond directly to it as you’re a no-reply blogger. It angers me that you went through that and that doctors who are to have our best interest can mess up. I’m so glad to read that you’re doing well now! Again thank you so much for sharing.