We are afraid of truth, afraid of fortune, afraid of death, and afraid of each other. Our age yields no great and perfect persons. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
You just discovered you have fifteen minutes to live.
1. Set a timer for fifteen minutes.
2. Write the story that has to be written.
Disclaimer: I’m going to assume here (because it’s easier for me to imagine) that I was completely alone, and there’s no way I could reach any of my loved ones. I could only post this in my blog. I will post it as it is, in fifteen minutes writing, without editing.
Fifteen minutes to live.
Dear mom and dad, I just want to thank you so much for the gift of life you have given me. You made me a very happy daughter and I hope I would have made you proud as much as I am proud to be your daughter. All of my love and hugs, always.
Dear hubby, I love you so much and I really wished I would spend the last fifteen minutes with you. I could not even put into words how much you meant to me. I just love you so so so much!
Ten more minutes to live. I kind of wish I could type faster and I could conjure up whatever things inside my head faster. But the mind tends to do silly things. It does block everything from bubbling up, and all I can think of is whether I have said everything I would want to say.
I wish I could’ve said I’ve inspired people in my life. I wish I could come up with things that are more philosophical.
What I could think of is only love. How much I love mom and dad, how much I love my husband, my closest friends from school, university, social medias, writers, everyone. How I just love life in general. I wish I could hug you all and tell you one more time how much your love, support, and friendship meant to me.
Five more minutes.
Dear God, if I could just have one more request, I would love to ask you to take care of everyone I love, and give them a happy and fulfilling life, just like I had mine. Thank you very much for everything. I love you, and hopefully I’ll be seeing you soon!
It bugged me somehow that at the last two minutes of my life, I’m still glancing up to see if I had made some grammar errors. Nobody will care about that!
I will just close my eyes now, say my silent prayers, for strength and calmness.