What would your last words be?
On March 20th 2003, I was sat onboard H.M.S Ark Royal in anticipation of the News that we would invade Iraq. Up until that point there had been much speculation as to whether or not we would go in and the media where misleading the public as always.
It was about tea time when Captain Cockface (not his real name) came into our cabin and gave us the order that we had to write our last letters.
This is a letter a loved one receives after their Husband / Dad/ Son has died in battle. As you can imagine they contain some pretty compelling messages.
I don’t have my letter now, but as I was young free and single it didn’t really contain much, I think I wrote that I wanted Another Dimension by Beasty Boys to be sang at my funeral with my Grandma leading the choir, that and I wished all my family well, and thanked them for doing such an outstanding job in raising me.
All these years later, I got to thinking about what I would write now.
The beauty of a letter is it allows you to say things that you may not have the courage to say in a face to face conversation. Also by writing things down you can edit and articulate in a way that gets your points across more clearly.
In the last week I have become a father for the 3rd time, my life has upped an ante, I have even more mouths to feed, more responsibility, I need to offer more help in sharing my duties as a Parent, and I have to keep cool through it all, because my family and clients deserve that.
So here is what I would write now, if this was my last letter, to be read by all my loved ones when I pass this mortal coil. This is straight from my heart and I hope it resonates with a few people. I would love to hear what YOUR last letter would be.
My Last Letter
Dear Loved ones,
Now I am gone you can no longer delight in my witty conversation, engage in intellectual debate, with me or stare for hours at my beautiful face. Truly the world has lost a goodun, at least I hope so, I hope my life made a difference in some way.
Right now I am being eaten alive by worms, they are crawling in every orifice of my body ( its not as cool as it sounds) and munching away at the eyes I used to stare at you with, the brain I used to use to think up witty Facebook comments and even the heart that held so much secret affection for Judy Finegan is now being devoured by insects.
I’m sorry if this thought disgust you in any way, its just that I wanted my last letter to be frank and honest, as I hope my life was.
You see this end, is coming to you too, and my kids, and everyone who reads this. Unless of course you choose to have your body set on fire.
Eithor way, my point is, don’t be in a rush to get here. In fact don’t be in a rush at all. When I was alive I noticed far too many people rushing around. As you can see here and here ( these are fricking awesome examples BTW so check them out) being in a such a rush all the time makes you less caring, less appreciative and in my experience being in a rush causes us to get angry and snappy more. It makes our work poorer quality and it renders us less effective.
I’m not saying we shouldn’t have deadlines or work hard, I love all that, but we need to take time out, enjoy the moments, especially this moment right now, and the next one, because it is a perpetual moment and its all you will ever have.
Many people think our best moments are birthdays, anniversaries, special occasions. When you can make an everyday task like sweeping the floor your best moment, then you have mastered all you need to know in life.
Being dead is pretty cool though. I’m not trying to sell it or anything but put it this way, you know that stuff that’s bothering you right now, those money worries, that argument with other half, the court order being processed to stop you from being within 1000 yards of Judy Finegan.
Well none of that matters any more. When your dead it all just kind of gets forgotten about. Even better is that nobody cares anymore how beautiful/ funny/ intelligent etc you are.
Of course, since this is going to happen to you anyway, why not enjoy life right now with all of this stuff out the way?
I mean in all honesty most of the stuff we get stressed about isn’t life or death. More often than not we get worked up about shit that just doesn’t mean anything. When we do this we shorten our life. Both actually ( as this study proves) and in the sense that we are missing out on fun by spending needless time stressing.
I suppose my overall message to those I leave behind will be this.
This may sound soppy, I don’t care. Love is cool, its powerful, and only strong people can open themselves up to it and reap the benefits.
The more you love, the happier you will be, but it all has to start with you. Unless you Love yourself, you will struggle to love anybody else. It all starts, and ends, with YOU!
This means respecting yourself, giving yourself good food, moving your body, living you life in a loving way entails plenty of relaxation.
To keep things brief and to the point I shall make the remainder of my last words in bullet points
In closing I say good luck with your life! It’s quite an adventure!
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