I’m 71 years old now. Seven decades plus. Not that old I
tell myself. But, I put that in perspective owing to the fact that my older
brother died in 1992 at the age of only 51. It was a very sobering time for me
even though I was only 45 at the time. Now, some 26 years later, I sometimes
find myself contemplating my own mortality.
My brother’s death in 1992 was sort of a turning point in my
life. It was my first brush with mortality of someone that I loved. Even though
he was 6 years older than me and not a jw, (so of course I wasn’t allowed to be
too close to him per my jw conscience) he was someone that I looked up to
because he was a very wise person. (No doubt the reason he never took to the “troof”.)
At that time, I was semi convinced that
I would see him again in the “resurrection”. It was a semi comforting feeling
but not that “all out” conviction that I was expecting to have as a life-long
jw. The 1995 major change in the “this generation” doctrine, basically caused me to become PIMO until about 2010 when I became basically POMO.
The tormenting years during which cognitive dissonance ripped
me apart (as I’m sure it did to most of us here on this site) forced me to
think about my own mortality. The ‘pie in the sky’, ‘pipe dream’ of living
forever was gone and reality got real. At first it was so gut wrenching that I contemplated
suicide more than a few times. I checked myself into a mental health facility for
a few weeks because I couldn’t handle the reality of the “troof” not being the
TRUTH. It was like having that ‘funny’ feeling that your mate is being unfaithful to you but
not knowing and not being courageous enough to broach the subject with her/him.
Then one day you walk in and there she/he is in bed, going at it with another
person. Absolutely devastating!
Enough rambling. Now that I KNOW that I will someday pass
away, I do wonder if there is something on the ‘other side’. I do think about
how I have lived my life. But mostly, I live every day and try to make life
worth living. Since I woke up, I have found so many things in life enjoyable
that I once regarded as a futile pursuit.
How are you dealing with the thought of your mortality?
just saying!