“I feel content,” she said, “which surprises me. I didn’t expect to feel content. But I’ve done most of the things I set out to do in this life.”
Catherine’s words, as you described in your eulogy for her, came back to me last night, Peter. I was thinking how great it would be to be able to feel that at the end of life. I know for sure that if I would reach life’s exit right now, I couldn’t say that.
I have a fear for death. Always had, but ever since Daughter was born, this feeling grew stronger. I need to be around for a while to be a mom and see her grow into an adult. And besides that I have many things I still want to accomplish from a professional point of view. I’m not content yet.
Ten years ago such a thought might have paralized me. Not today. I don’t know how many days I’m allowed to live, therefore every day counts. As long as I keep doing what is important to me every day, I up the chance of having done most of the things I set out to do when my final day has come.
You see? Catherine keeps on teaching