dying – lizalizaskysaregrey

Today

April 8, 2017 lizaaitken

I had a dream last night that I was given a message that I would die today, it was written in the peal of an orange, but that’s beside the point.

It was a strange dream, I went from one scene to the next and it was all mixed up as dreams are. I was myself and I was someone else, I looked out of my eyes and watched myself at the same time. I received a parcel full of gifts, letters from people I know and don’t, thanking me for helping them, some of the things I wasn’t aware of doing. There were presents too, a camera, lots of things wrapped up, gifts I didn’t get time to open before waking and an orange telling me today is the day you die.

My sister was with me in the dream, she walked beside me. She’s staying with me at the moment, she arrived late last night. Now I think this is just the weirdest dream but laying in bed this morning, it made me think, what if it was my last day and how would I spend it.

I sort of wanted to get out of bed and be the nicest version of myself I could be, give my sister a lovely day. I thought in my blurry still half asleep state, it’s a good job I know, I can make sure all my choices are right, I won’t waste time on anything.

Funny how we waste so much time, we waste others time too in not living life to the full. In not saying how we feel, or doing what we say.

I’m not too sensible, I sleep with the phone beside my bed frying my brain, but I picked it up to look at the time and it opened on a ‘new post’ page. I thought I would share my dream, share an opportunity.

Now I hope none of us are going to die today, but wouldn’t it be great if we all made it the day we might, say the things we mean and do those things we say. A day of in case, because for a number of people in the world it will be.

Take time today to tell people how we feel, say thank you and make that call we always mean to make. Look around as if we are leaving, does the housework really need to be done today.

Imagine leaving the world and thinking why did I waste time, when I had so little of it left. I don’t want to waste time today, not that I think I will die, I know it was just a weird dream, but because any day I might and one day I will!

Faded – DP

November 30, 2016 lizaaitken

The light of the day is fading,

cows are coming into rest.

Leaves on trees now withering,

Autumns done it’s best.

Music passes from a distant car,

dwindling into the night.

I watch it as it drives away,

then it’s finally out of sight.

My memories have faded now,

growing fainter by the day.

One day I suppose they’ll vanish,

simply by melting away.

My hair has lost its colour now,

my eyesights getting dim.

There’s roundness to my body,

where I used to be so slim.

The skin on my face is looser,

hands once strong are weak.

Not many an afternoon now,

where I won’t be found asleep.

Time has come to just fade away,

leave this world to the young.

I think of you, our memories,

back to where our love begun.

You are still so clear in my mind,

I still dream of you each night.

Each moment we spent together,

every one such a delight.

Pondering on these thoughts of you,

I can really feel you near.

My heart makes a little flutter,

as you are so very dear.

Now I see you walking up the steps,

you’re holding out your hand.

I know you’ve come to escort me,

to those eternal summer lands.

Response to The Daily Prompt – Faded

Witness

August 27, 2016 lizaaitken

It is both beautiful and incredibly heartbreaking to witness someone you love die.
Beautiful as it’s the last thing you can do on earth for someone you love deeply. To hold their hand and give them permission to leave, even though every ounce of your being is screaming for them to stay.
Emotions between you are shared as if you share the same soul. At this time there is not need for many words, you feel the way together. You feel peace and serenity in a silence between you and an acceptance and understanding that death will shortly join you.

As death comes a small part of you goes along too, the person who remains here will never be quite the same person who walked into the room.

I don’t think I need to explain heartbreaking, it speaks for itself. I have found time does make it easier, it never leaves you but you learn to live again.