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That One Time I Thought I Was About to Die: A Mini Confession

This is a random note I came across in my phone this morning while searching for something else. Too long for a Facebook post (IMO), and not quite long enough for a featured blog post, I figured I’d make it a mini confession:

Everyone bracing themselves, drinks sloshing, cutlery and other tray items flying, unanimous “Ohhh’s” and “Whoa’s” with every violent bump, and a whole lot of prayers, on my part. I just knew the face masks would drop at any minute and today would be the day that I met my Maker. I’ve never experienced such terrifying turbulence. I prayed that it would stop. I hoped that perhaps I had a pulmonary heart embolism (whatever that is)(too much Grey’s Anatomy…way too much Grey’s) and the plane would be forced to land. At least then I stood a better chance of survival versus plummeting to my death from 30,000 ft in the sky. That’s kinda nuts, right? You think about the most random things when you think death is staring you in the face.

But one solid thought I had was, should I go on up to Glory today, I can say that I lived.
– February 21, 2016
 So the question is, are you living?
Don’t live vicariously.
Live[.]

 

Colby

  • Alex

    Ha! Never too much Greys chick 😉

    August 19, 2016 at 10:18 pm Reply

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