What will you say?

One thing is for sure: I cannot die before I have not seen Mongolia, Samarkand and Tachkent. Other then that, I have no expectations from life anymore. Now, this last sentence does not mean that I am frustrated or wanting to "go". It simply means that (from the material side) I am not searching to get a Rolls Royce with golden doorhandles. It simply means that life has given me everything. And it simply means that every day that comes is the most wonderful gift I have. My life was and is great. And this is because my family and friends and in particular my wife have always be around me. I would not write a thank you note or an eulogy. But I would unite all the ones I love in some mountain valley. Install a phantastic sound system with dozens of loudspeakers. And then I would play all the beautiful songs of Pink Floyd. And at the end I would listen to "Comfortably numb" and drift off into eternity. Smiling at everybody.

When my first husband was ill, and asked to be put into a nursing home, that was one thing he became noted for, his thankfulness.When staff was hard pressed to deal with residents any more, when people were continually rude to them, they came and spent time with Larry because of his gentle and thankful spirit. I think being thankful goes way beyond what you say with words, but is something that wells up and pours out of you and spills onto other people. It is a form of grace, not necessarily deserved, but presented as a gift. I do not know how I will thank people in the end, but I know I had better start now, because the end could come at any moment.