*I wrote this for a job application so that explains my vocabulary but I put down a couple deep thoughts that I find intriguing. So here you go*
I was recently watching the television show entitled How I Met Your Mother. In the particular
episode I was watching Marshall, one of the main characters, loses his hero;
his father. He suffered from a heart attack. Throughout the whole episode the
whole episode Marshall tries to remember what his father’s last words were. His
friends try to cheer him up by saying that he and his dad had a good
relationship so if his last words weren’t amazing, it was alright. When
Marshall asked each one of his friends what their last words were with their
fathers they all tasted a bit of what he was going through.
This got me
thinking about what my last words will be. Living is a normal thing to us. We
each experience it every day. Every now and then we pass a thought to the idea
of death but I wouldn’t say that death is normal for any of us to constantly
worry about; we focus our efforts on living. Sometimes we come become so caught
up in living we don’t stop to think about the reality of what we say. The
episode of How I Met Your Mother didn’t
get me thinking about death exactly but what we are remembered for. Granted,
walking around with a heart full of hugs, telling everyone I care for only of
how much they mean to me might be a bit of an extreme.
After
thinking about this I have decided that I need to be a bit more aware of what I
am saying. I can begin improving my conversation in my day to day. Instead of
passively asking a friend how they are, truly be interested. I think something
like this could be started with simply wishing somebody to have a good morning,
day, or afternoon. I can keep a constant reminder thought in the back of my
head, “What can I say that I know I won’t regret?” In the worst case scenario I
want to at least be remembered for being at least pleasant and considerate, not
nasty or self-fish.
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