I made my weekly....I mean monthly trip to my counselor this past week. She always asks me hard questions that I have been trying to figure out for, well, my ENTIRE life. I am aghast when she wants an immediate answer and, in turn, she is annoyed when I don't give one.
This week her questions was: If you had one week to live (and you still had to work), what would you do?
ME: Um........Um......Maybe go out west......?!?!?!!??! I don't know.
HER: If YOU had ONE week to live, YOU would GO OUT WEST?!
I am always dumbfounded when she asks me random questions like this. A job puts major restraints on my ideal “dying” week. My real answer is: If I had one week to live; I would quit my job, convince my family to travel to Italy with me and die in the beauty of Tuscany.
So I have been racking my brain....WHAT would I do?! Another side note I should probably mention, I have to document this in photographs and bring them back to her. So I can't just dismiss the question, which is what I would probably would have originally done. She knows me so well :)
I have a few ideas—so we will see how it transfers to photographs.
Imagine you had only ONE week to live and you still had to keep your job, what would YOU do?
Jennie,
ReplyDeleteI have been holding a similar question, though not such a short limit, posed by Patti Digh at
http://37days.typepad.com/37days/2005/01/why_27_days.html
She wrote a book expanding the topic called Life is a Verb. This year, I commit to reading that and living the ideas she stirs in me.
I think it is more about living well. I don't think I would do a grand thing. I hope that I would gather my family and friends and eat pasta and drink wine, sitting around the table for hours laughing and telling stories. I would proably read to them and listen to them and look deep into their eyes. No grand final speeches but leave them with my heartsong.