Here's What Happens

By Catherine Klatzker

November 16, 2015

Here's What Happens

HERE’S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU’RE WAITING FOR MORE TEST RESULTS FOR THE SUSPICIOUS SHADOW ON YOUR HUSBAND’S CHEST X-RAY:

You give money to homeless people who say they want food.

You stick around to talk to them when they seem lonely.

You allow those drivers in traffic who are in such a rush to cut in ahead of you.

You admit it’s not death that makes you shrivel into yourself and brings up those old whimpering voices pleading for safety; it’s dread of that conversation, of giving permission to one’s life partner to take that journey alone, without you.

The mention of Milano on someone’s Facebook travel posting reminds you when you and your husband also flew into Milano. You remember the hundreds of steps you climbed to your room in Cinque Terre overlooking the Ligurian Sea. You recall all the ferries you rode back and forth across Lake Como—you, who fear boats—on glassy, tranquil water every day, people-watching, dreaming. The little wine cave at the bottom of Bellagio’s stairs; the gelato and the Internet café at the top; and the endless view. You are happy.

You notice what you’re taking time to do as you contemplate death: To slow down. To uncharacteristically stop for the homeless. To allow the life around you to proceed. It’s not about you, after all. To savor.

 

Photo "Last Kiss: Cimitero Monumentale Milano" provided by redbanshee, via Flickr.com creative commons license.

Comments (3) - Post a Comment
lovely! A wonderful reminder that we need to attend to our days, as though every one is our last, which it may be.
colleen at 8:40am EST - November 16, 2015
Thank you for the reminder that we are here to savor every moment and sometimes we need a jolt of the reality that nothing lasts to help us do that.
Sheila K Collins at 12:41pm EST - November 16, 2015
"You admit its not death that makes you shrivel into yourself and brings up those old whimpering voices pleading for safety; its dread of that conversation, of giving permission to ones life partner to take that journey alone, without you." Nice job...it goes to the heart and soul of it all...
Ann at 1:10pm EST - November 16, 2015


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