Life has many gifts. I’m not so far gone as to deny that. Long, tight hugs from someone you love. Sunrise on a frosty but perfectly clear winter solstice. A child laughing in delight when you explain something to their satisfaction. Some people receive more of these gifts than others. Perhaps some people earn more of these gifts than others.
But life has many terrors too. Pain. Loneliness. Fear. Again, some people receive more of these terrors than others. And perhaps some people deserve more of these terrors than others.
So many different paths through so many gifts and terrors. What’s a gift? What’s a terror? In the end, we are all the same.
When your body is breaking down but the pain just keeps increasing then life has one last gift for you. When your mind is breaking down but the pain just keeps increasing then life has one last gift for you too. The pain will always end; you don’t have to be afraid; no one can take that from you. Death will always come: life’s last gift.