On the Day I Die

On the day I die, life will go on…

Breathtaking sunrises and sunsets will continue. 
Birds will fly their migratory paths.
People will watch a new episode of their favorite TV show.
Sirens will shriek in the night.
Children will be tucked into bed with their favorite teddy bear.

On the day I die…

The to-do list I never quite finished will remain incomplete.
Appointments will be left unattended. 
The Google calendar that directed my days will be irrelevant. 
The many plans I had will remain forever unfulfilled.
Words of my critics won’t hurt me again.
Emails, texts, and calls will go unanswered. 
Regrets will vanish like melting ice.
Anxieties that robbed me of sleep won’t do so again. 
External things that seemed important will be left for others to care for or discard.

The day after I die…

Tim will wish he’d learned to use the washing machine. 
The few people who knew me will grief.
Something in them, our history together, will have died as well.
They’ll want more time with me, one more belly laugh, one more hug.
But they will learn to live without me.
I learned this from the losses of loved ones I still grieve.

So before I die….

I will try to fill the remaining time with gentleness and good humor. 
I’ll be mindful not to waste time worrying about things beyond my control.
I’ll watch the lights of a candle and stars in the sky. 
I’ll fill my heart with gratitude and wonder.

The day when we die is getting closer.
Before that day arrives: let us live.


10 thoughts on “On the Day I Die

  1. As the numbers pile up on our personal calendar, we think a lot about death. It is the natural end of the cycle of life. Wonderful reminder not to waste our finite days in things that do not merit our time, but rather to enjoy life and try our best to be kind.


  2. Hi Edith – I think about death a lot, too, and appreciate the items you brought up. I attend a Death Cafe ZOOM gathering 1st Monday of the mo. It’s a movement that began in the UK for people to have the opportunity to discuss all aspects of dying and death to lose their fear of it, to satisfy their curiosity, et al. These sessions have spread across several continents – lots in USA to attend since ZOOM became a way to stay in contact during the pandemic. It is not a grief support group. Let me know if you’d like me to send you the link for tomorrow night, if this interests you. Facilitator is same each time. Some are regulars and some attend once and never see them again.


  3. How exquisite my dear friend. So true, so grounded, so inspiring. Thank you for writing this. You should seek to have it widely published as there is so much to glean from your wise observations. I hope you don’t mind if I share it with my closest friends. ❤️

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  4. Edith this brought me back to the days after I lost my husband,everything stopped,then out of survival I started up Life went on,i never wished that we had been more to each other,as we cherished each day,to this day I work the gratitude program,and hopefully help others,you have a talent and I A gift,thank you,happy New year Eileen Sent from my MetroPCS 4G LTE Android Device


  5. Any chance that I can post this on Facebook with your name as author? Anne B-B

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  6. Whoa! Wow! Well stated, heartfelt, poignant, and so you! 🥰 Thank you Edith!

    Sent from my iPhone, Deborah Lightfield



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