The End Times

Hello!

This is the last post on Morrie and his shared wisdom… I hope it’ll crown everything and be worth the read. Enjoy!

‘What would you do if you were healthy for just one day?’ Mitch asked. ‘Let’s see, I’d get up in the morning, do my exercises, have a lovely breakfast of sweet rolls and tea, go for a swim, then have my friends come over for a nice lunch. I’d have them come over one or two at a time so we could talk about their families, their issues, talk about how much we mean to each other. Then I’d like to go for a walk in a garden with some trees, watch their colors, watch the birds, and take in the nature I haven’t seen for a long while now.  In the evening we’d all go to a restaurant with some great pasta, probably some duck-I love duck-and then we’d dance the rest of the night. I’d dance with all the wonderful dance partners out there, until I was exhausted. And then I’d go home and have a deep wonderful sleep.’

Wow. How simple right? A bit too simple. Mitch was even a little disappointed. He figured he’d want to fly to Italy or have lunch with the President. He wondered how he could find perfection in such an average day. I liked that. Finding perfection in an average day. Hmm…

How does your average day look like? Is it waking up, going to class, reading a novel, hanging with friends? Perhaps waking up to an intensive work-out then heading out for work/school. For some, maybe waking up, taking a shower, eating, and then taking a nap. 🙂 Whatever it is, we all have our routine. A certain way we do things. Though everyday isn’t the same, there are certain things we find ourselves doing constantly, either out of habit or simply preference. I’ll use an example of myself. Tea/coffee. I simply have to drink a cup at some point during the day, excluding breakfast. So I’m guessing if I was in Morrie’s shoes, somewhere in my answer would lie drinking a cup of something hot. Probably ‘Go swimming with dolphins, eat shark meat then drink tea.’

I figure I should then appreciate my tiny rituals more. Derive satisfaction while doing them. Take jogging as another example. People who do it may do so for different purposes like you know, losing weight, maintaining weight, or simply for good health. But if it’s routinely done, I’d suggest getting comfy with it. Doing it, not only in view of the end game, but for the experience. The thrill.Taking in the air, the beauty of morning/evening (most common jogging times), or if done with a friend, enjoying their company.

This may sound odd, but after reading Morries answer, my tea started to taste better. You know what I mean …I began to savor the things I do. Began to value my early mornings better. Just being able to sit and medidate. Sit and watch a series. Get up and go for an evening’s walk. The bottom line is – appreciating a day’s events for what it is and living in each moment.

Morrie worsened as days went by, and on one Tuesday he explained things to Mitch. “Last night …I had a terrible spell. It went on for hours and I really wasn’t sure if I was going to make it. No breath, no end to the chocking. At one point, I started to get dizzy …and then I felt a certain peace, I felt that I was ready to go.” He spoke of it as the most incredible feeling- that though he didn’t, he felt that he could.

I call this ‘the choice element’. This is really all we are looking for. That freedom that comes with options. Take living alone for example. At some point, the bird has to leave the nest. Most of the time parents don’t get this and hang on to their kids for dear life. This results in the kid (meaning full grown adult to everyone but parents) feeling suffocated and fed up. He/she would probably want to break free so that they can have sleepovers whenever, party whenever, walk  around nude (I think it’s a phase), be free to come in and go out as they please, you know? Well, trust me. When you do move out, when you are actually given the freedom, most of the time you turn out to be less crazy than you imagined. The ‘breaking-free-and-totally-losing-it’ spirit sort of fades at some point and routine kicks in. It’s human nature to want to feel we can do stuff. The option is comforting.

I’m embarrassed to say, but the final part of the book left a lump in my throat. I held the book, I knew I was nearing the end, I knew he’d die, but when I saw the words, it was shocking. I actually literally read the words again. I guess it’s as it is with books- all emotion, all moving in one way or the other.

There ends our Morrie experience. Hope you enjoyed the read! Please do follow the blog to get notifications when I post something, and drop me a comment on what your average day looks like/ the one thing you’re day would be odd without.

Till next time!

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