Participating in a forum the other day, they asked the following question: What do you want to be when you die?
This inquiry aimed to demonstrate how many possibilities we have to end our stay here on earth, options such as burial, cremation, fate of the ashes, etc.
I thought that our “grand finale” should be a reflection of everything we’ve done in life, to reach that consensus it’s inevitable to reflect on how we’re living, what we’ve done with our days.
Without thinking about our existence, how we have explored this experience of getting up, filling our lungs with air and being sure that we are a living body, and then reflecting: What do I do with this now? It will be impossible to have a departure or a farewell that represents us. It is impossible to talk about death without living life intensely, knowing what your values are, your real concepts, what really matters and has weight in your journey.
Looking at myself, doing this internal analysis, I realized that even on days when the sun is not shining I have the intense certainty that it is in its proper place, only covered by dense clouds, but that at some point they will dissipate and the sun, oh, it always rises;
Even on days when pain and crying try to overshadow my eyes, I allow myself to flood my eyes and my soul, and soon after both are lighter, clearer, allowing me to see hope renewing itself every morning;
Even on days when my smile doesn’t seem to have the strength to leave my lips, I remember that tomorrow will be a new day;
When I look at my path so full of imperfections, I see how hard I’ve been striving to be a better person and how I celebrate every small victory;
When I think of my face already marked by time, I rejoice because the marks are the record of a history so full of intensity;
When I think I’m alone, I cover myself with the patchwork quilt I sewed for this time, full of loves and friends.
Thinking about my death, I discovered that it will be the portrait of my life, because my life is a party!
And you, what do you want to be when you die?
* Article written by Luciane França – Manager Alphacampus Cemitério & Crematório – SP