If you think of dealing with death alone, just that I have pretty much seen all ways one could die: natural death, accidental death, due to sickness, self-inflicted, name it I’ve seen it. And I mean, really seen it. I’ve also learnt from it all. I’ve learned that we must cherish the time we have with our loved ones, because life is short and we never know when it can be over. I’ve learned to tell people how I really feel (not that this has ever been a real issue with me), and not take anyone for granted. We all die.
If you think of dealing with pains and aches, I’ve experienced a lot of those as well. I wish I could say that I’ve learned something, but the only thing I truly believe I did learn was to enjoy every moments I’m pain free. They are few and far in between. I still consider myself healthy and manage to carry on despite the pains. The first surgery I had I wasn’t even 5 years old!
If you think of dealing with morons, I’ve often considered myself a “moron magnet” as Hubby puts it. They are everywhere, and like that kid in “The Sixth Sense”, I see