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Posts Tagged ‘death’

Remembering Randy Pausch

Sunday, July 25th, 2010

What if you found out you were going to die… shortly? What would you do? How would you live your remaining days? Would you crawl under a hole and wait? Would you bungee jump or sail around the world? It’s a deep and introspective question.

Two years ago today, July 25, 2008, at the age of 47, a man that captivated the hearts of millions of people around the world (and mine), lost his battle to pancreatic cancer. Randy Pausch, Carnegie Mellon professor and alumnus, husband, and father to three beautiful children.  What is an academic tradition, to give students a “last lecture,”  the notion that: if you knew you were going to die, what would you tell your students… actually became his own last lecture. He called it “Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams,” and he delivered this inspirational speech at Carnegie Mellon University on September 18, 2007 to an immensely captive audience, including Randy’s family, friends, students, and colleagues. When he gave the lecture, he had just been given 3-6 months to live.

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And why I would like to honor his life today, on the anniversary of his death, is because Randy Pausch was certainly not sitting on any fences when it came to how he was going to live the remainder of his days. He maximized every waking minute, and made every one count. I don’t want to give too much away. I urge you to watch his lecture, as I did in its entirety almost three years ago, and then I would love your feedback and thoughts below.  Randy said that he gave the lecture for only three people in this world (the answer is in the video).

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What If This Birthday Was Your Last?

Monday, March 29th, 2010

By Man On The Fence

I feel that out of all the blog posts I’ve shared with you, this one should leave the biggest impact. I had the good fortune of meeting an incredible woman many years ago… twenty three to be exact. I was young, single, and I was shopping for towels and linens for my new apartment. When I walked into the linen store, it was awe at first glance. At the first sight of this woman, I felt something. I can’t explain exactly what it was. She was a foreigner, she was young and beautiful, I would later find out she was a working mom, and her spirit somehow touched me that first day.

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For over twenty three years I visited her store, buying all sorts of things for my apartment, and then later throughout my marriage, for my house.  Every so often, we would get caught up in conversation. I learned of her awful divorce and her choice to pick up and leave Morocco for North America. I had a great sense of admiration and respect for this woman. She took the time to explain to me how she had six brothers and sisters, had come from a wealthy family, but because of infighting back at home, decided it was best to leave and start a new life, and new business in Canada. Over the years I watched her suffer through the chaos that ensued with her bi-polar son, as a single mom, with the strange fact that she barely even mentioned her other son. I also looked at her with the utmost respect, and complete disbelief surrounding her commitment to her family, to her children, to the running of a business etc…

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It’s Still Someone’s Dad…

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009

Well ladies, this week has been a sad one for our family. We lost my uncle to cancer and my husband’s grandfather all in a matter of days.

We received the call from the hospital at 2:35am this morning that my husband’s 92 year old grandfather had passed away. I knew that when I left the hospital last night, it was going to be the last time I would ever see him. He was a gentle man with a beautiful soul. And while I just told my husband 15 minutes ago on his way to the funeral home, “This should be about celebrating his life. He had a full life with many joys. He was lucid until yesterday, and he didn’t struggle till the very very end,” I still can’t get the picture out of my head of my father-in-law yesterday stroking his head, telling him that it was okay to go. That he didn’t have to fight anymore. That everything will be okay, and to go in peace.

And although he was 92, he was still someone’s dad, wife, brother, grandfather, great grandfather. And yesterday he was here, though he lay sleeping in a hospital bed, and today he is not.

So yes, when we lose someone at a ripe old age, we celebrate their life and reminisce about all the wonderful memories and funny stories, but we also have the right to be sad. This is every person’s right when they lose a loved one.

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