Someone asked me a question yesterday that I not only couldn't answer but am still thinking about today. The question was, "If you knew you were going to die tomorrow, what one thing would you want to do?"
What would I do? What one thing above all others? There are places I haven't been that I'd like to see. But how high on the "must do" scale is that?
Certainly, there are people I would want to see one last time. But which people? Remember, I'd have only twenty-four hours to get it done. Would I choose friends and loved ones I see all the time, or should it be people I haven't seen in a long time?
Or perhaps my limited time would be better spent mending fences. No one wants to leave this mortal coil on a trail littered with enmity and animus and wounds big enough to drive a truck through, right?
It might be a good idea to utilize the time writing letters. Not e-mails, but real honest-to-God letters. Honest, heartfelt letters which leave behind a little window into a person's soul would surely be a good thing.
I don't know what I would do, what I'd consider the one thing I simply had to do. I'm still thinking about it, and probably will be for some time to come. There's a lot of detritus to a life, a lot of frivolity and a lot of serious business -- a lot of stuff -- and it's very hard to rate some of it on the importance scale.