Ever since I first moved away from home I have felt the urge to properly say goodbye to people and not part in anger or resentment. The reason for this was quite plain: some people dear to me were of bad health and risk was that I might not see them again. Starting from this reasoning, I realised that I could not at all take for granted to meet anyone a 'next time'. So saying goodbye and clearing things up became important to me and looking back it seems a good choice.
Why I am writing this now? I arrived in town today after some months of absence and was struck by a headline telling a 16 year old boy had died having a crash with his motorbike. I felt sad about it, but the real pain came when I met one of my friends who told me that she had spoken and laughed with him just yesterday morning, and now couldn't come to terms with the fact that he was found dead the same day.
so really, there is no guarantee..
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What I am most afraid of myself is the other side of the medal: Two of my same-aged friends have died in the last couple of years and, despite the fact that - given the chance - I would have loved to clear a couple of things up with them before they passed on, I have never stopped wondering what they might have wanted to tell me or others they entertained relationships with. Hell, I'd really love to straighten a couple of things out myself if say, I was to leave this world a little earlier than I was hoping to.
I've never quite gotten to it, but I really think it would be a great idea to prepare a list of things you've always wanted to share with others but were too afraid or even too lazy to actually do. I could even place that next to my list of passwords I prepared in case of my untimely death. As I found out only two years ago, parents are actually interested in getting access to the stuff on your computer when you die, maybe in an effort to get to know you better, now that the situation doesn't allow them to simply talk to you; oh the irony.
They say: live as if you have got one day to live and dream as if you would live for eternity.
As for goodbyes, real ones are rather painful. Nor they are natural for me, so I just stopped doing it 7 years ago.
In fact if you move away there is very little chance to meet people again. No letters or emails will substitute relations with people one has had before leaving. Time, places and people will change or even kill the person. Therefore it is important how one spends the time with the people until they are gone, not what is said for a goodbye. I imagine, that if you think you are going to die today, you will not waste time on random/boring/uninteresting people and rather stay with the ones you would like to spend time with. And it will really be painful to say goodbye to them.
But this is how I see it, I dunno about the majority of our hyper-social society.
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