IMG_5992I suspect that because I had spent so many times in the hospital several years ago is why I learned to have peace with death. One particular year, my hospital stays were so frequent and my prognosis so foul, I actually planned my funeral party. Morbid. I know. But that season gave me a unique window to look at my life and consider its days. Which many people (including my Cuban) are (understandably) uncomfortable with. But if I had to sum it up, I’d like it to be said that I lived laughing and I left smiling. Realistically, will I have a say in the matter? Who knows. But in my heart, since I truly desire this, it’s actually helped me navigate life in a more positive way. I don’t know where you stand with all of this. But perhaps if you know where you’re going when you’re gone and you know Who you get to be with now and forever, to live laughing and die smiling is not out of the realm of possibilities.

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