It is sad when creatures die. Kathi Goertzen died today, well known in the area and not totally unexpected, but still very sad.
My sister related a story about a friend of hers that nearly died recently. She went to the doctor, not feeling well, and the nurse looked at her and said, "You should go to the hospital." (This is where it gets fuzzy for me; you're obviously so sick as to be hospitalized, but no ambulance is called??) Nonetheless, she drives herself to the ER and passes out, suffering a heart attack. Now, all of this is very worrisome and concerning, as near death should be, but what I find fascinating and a bit comforting is....she saw a light and her deceased mother beckoning her...before she was brought back by the paddles.
That's kinda reassuring, don't you think? I mean, we've all read about it, but to actually know someone of sound mind and somewhat sound body to relate this experience is quite comforting.
I just hope that my light and beckoning creature is my last dog, or favorite horse or a good friend holding out a margarita. How cool would that be?
Here's to Kathi and a ice cold margarita at the finish line.
