By now the entire world knows about the young wife of 29 years that was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer and decided to end her life this past Saturday. If you are like me, you are probably immerse in social media. We all have read the comments, the good wishes and the negative christian and moral views. This short blog is not about what I think or believe about ending life procedures. What I have learned is that when the time comes I will keep those wishes between me and my family. And that I will always be grateful to Brittany for making me truly appreciate the important things in life.
It is so sad to know that she did not get to enjoy married life and all the wonderful stresses that come from a relationship. It is even more devastating to know that she never became a mom. This morning, as I am writing this, my two children are having breakfast. The floor is literally covered with chunks of pears, apple juice, crackers (that they took from my plate). Brittany will never have to joy of cleaning her kids messes. I swear I will never EVER complaint about how dirty my floor always is. Her mom will never get to see her daughter raise a family and the joys that come with having grandkids. My mom is the proud grandmother of five beautiful children. My mom witnessed the birth of my first one. Brittany and her mom won’t have that and that truly breaks my heart but also makes me cherish that memory even more.
Today I will take my kids to the park even thou I am sleep deprived because of my thirteen month old waking up every hour. Yes, I will appreciate the fact that I can survive my day with coffee. I will never EVER complain about my lack of sleep. Brittany will never get to have a dark under eyes or drink coffee to stay alert. Coffee will taste better today!
Lately, my husband and I have not been spending too much time together as a couple. Being new parents have taken a bit of a toll on our relationship. I know we love each other. We are both making an effort and things are going great! I cannot imagine how lonely Brittany’s husband have to feel or how she felt knowing that she was going to leave him. Just the thought of it makes it hard to breathe.I swear I am never EVER complaint about my husband not helping enough around the house. God only knows how much he already misses her. From now on I am making sure we communicate better, simple enough, right? We only get one life and I am done sweating the small stuff.
Lastly I can summarize two more things that I learned about this very sad situation. One is that people are simply too scared to talk about death and that is why so many, I believe, hide behind the Bible and their religion, they are just simply scared. We may also argue that some see death as the end. But I think some of us may be more scared of living our lives the way we really want to live it. Maybe we care too much about what others think? The other take away is that somehow people decide which life are more important to defend or to talk about. Those people who were outrage about her decision should be equally outrage when children are killed during war conflicts or every-time a young black person is murdered. A life is a life! But Brittany did not care about what others thought of her decision. She challenged us to appreciate life and to see it from a new perspective. She did what made her happy, what gave her peace. Shouldn’t life be about that? For that I thank her.Today is going to be a good day. I will never EVER complain.