Then I started to think about when I do pass away and I do have an organ that could save a person/multiple people's lives, why would I be so selfish to not donate it? What would it matter to me anyways when I'm dead?
This week I went to Las Vegas with my Nana and on the road trip there we started talking about being buried or being cremated when we pass. It's always a sad topic to think about but realistically we don't think about the loved ones who are left to take care of these difficult decisions, while mourning their loss. Maybe if we were more open with our expectations when we go, there would be less uncomfortableness when the topic comes up.
Realistically, who wants to be asking these questions during someones last moments? Wouldn't you rather be cherishing every moment you have left?
Just food for thought!
xoxo Emma
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