Free thought musings…
When our lives are threatened, we often think about our loved ones before we think of ourselves. How fleeting is life, but also, love can be fleeting too.
My future was unknown. I might not wake up after the procedure. I might be gone in six months. I don’t know what will happen.
When the heart is sick, love becomes more important. Desperately vital.
The word I keep thinking of is desperate.
Recovery comes and goes. There is an urgency to life. There is an urgency to everything. The mind is clouded with this urgent feeling. I must accomplish something before I die.
I must leave the world better than I found it, but do I have the time?
We must relax, do not fear death, do not rush through life, do not be hasty, let love come and let love go.
Hopefully we are always improving ourselves, however your heart surgery does not define who you are.