Thanks so much!
Imagine you were given a few days to live. How would that prognosis change your life? You would probably start to ‘really’ live your life, if you are still physically capable. Doing the things you held back on, going places, speaking your mind, etc.
Now imagine that you found out through the grapevine that your job, the one you really loved, your dream job, was on the line. What would you do, other than the obvious which is go job hunting? If you really loved the job, you would start working that much harder, making sure you put in a hard, earnest and honest effort. You would impress the boss to the point where he couldn’t afford losing an employee like you.
Now imagine living like your job and your life were on the line. Stop. Go out there and LIVE LIKE IT! Thank me later.
Sometimes I get depressed and have suicidal thoughts but my life is so full that I’m always so darn busy. I don’t even have time to research a good suicidal method. Heck, even if I got around to that, I would have to put it on the back burner, on my ever-growing things-to-do list. Looking at my sched, I don’t think I even have any spare time for the next 30 plus years! I am just way too busy!
Another legend is gone. Joan Rivers was indeed a legend. Not too many like her left. As I think about her life and her death, I couldn’t resist thinking to myself that if they were to dig her up years from now, she would still look the same. Now don’t go saying I’m making fun of the dead! Joan herself would say the same thing as she was the best at poking fun of herself and all her plastic. May you rest in peace, Joan Rivers. We loved you.
First, I would like to express my sincerest condolences to the friends and family of this great funny man. Second, the following is me expressing my thoughts and mean no disrespect to either the family or anyone suffering from the horrible illness of depression.
Robin Williams’ wife said that she went to bed for the night at 10:30 and he also went to a separate bedroom later. I know that many couples sleep in separate bedrooms for lots of different reasons, don’t agree with most of them but oh well…Then she said she left in the morning thinking he was still asleep. So now, they not only sleep in separate rooms but don’t even say hi or bye in the mornings? I would be depressed if my wife walks out the door without saying bye. When he was found by his agent, at 11:45am, rigor mortis had already set in.
So my poor over-active imagination is thinking, was he depressed also because of marital problems? Not that it really matters in the big picture but then I thought, would he still be with us if maybe they had slept in the same bed that night?
Again, this is only me thinking out loud. Just wondering how we could identify and combat depression so we do not lose our dear ones.
Muammar Gaddafi was worth 70 billion when he died, killed by militants. So too were other rich men. They died owning everything but in the end, they just.couldn’t.take.it with.them. So it’s quite ok if someone says to you, “You will die poor if you don’t do this or that.” It’s really overrated.