Seniors, Would You Like to Know the Day You Were Going to Die If You Could?

SeaBreeze

SeaBreeze

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I think if I could be guaranteed that the information was absolutely accurate, then I would want to know. If a fortune teller is giving me a date, then no. How about you??
 

Interesting Warrigal, I thought it would encourage you to live every other day to the full.
 

SeaBreeze said:
Interesting Warrigal, I thought it would encourage you to live every other day to the full.
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It's enough for me to know that I will die.
The time and the manner of it is best kept for the time that it is underway.

If I knew, could I, should I, keep the knowledge from my husband and children?
Would it help them to know?
I think probably not.

That is not to say that I wouldn't want to know if I had a terminal condition.
I would, and it would mean that I would focus on my loved ones more than ever.
Everyone needs some time to say good bye and it is probably best done before the parting.
 
OMG No! I'm already the worst housekeeper I know, if I knew I wouldn't have to live with the debris after a certain date I'd never do any housework at all!

Don't need or want to know. Everyone who matters knows how I feel about them. I owe nothing but gratitude, and am owed nothing at all.
I've done pretty much all I was ever really determined to do.
"I've forgiven everything that forgiveness will allow..." and have made my peace with the past.
The future doesn't look all that exciting either so no regrets at missing out on anything.
The universe wont notice any tiny hole I leave in it.
I won't know that I'm dead so the timing has no relevance.
I'm 'rollin' with the flow' now and one day is much like another so which particular one is 'it' duzzen madder.

I don't know why people set so much stock in death.
Their own anyway. Only other people's really affect our futures don't they?

I made a decision fairly recently when I really did think my time was up. I weighed up calling an ambulance and doing the hospital thing and the hassles that would have accompanied it against just checking out quietly. I decided to take the punt.
I left the glass door open for the dog to get out. (She knows how to punch out the corner of the screen door.grrrrr.) Got as comfortable as I could manage, and waited it out. I made it, guess it wasn't the day, but the fact that the thought that it might be didn't faze me at all, was one of the most liberating moments of my life.

I eventually went to sleep and the last thing I remember thinking that night was "Sh*t, that bead order from eBay should be at the PO tomorrow and I won't even get to see them!"

(They were really nice ones btw.)
 
As the Hagakure tells us:

The Way of the Samurai is found in death. Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears and swords, being carried away by surging waves, being thrown into the midst of a great fire, being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by a great earthquake, falling from thousand-foot cliffs, dying of disease or committing seppuku at the death of one's master. And every day without fail one should consider himself as dead. This is the substance of the way of the samurai.
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No way. I would fixate on that and fret and stew over it. I already live my life with a sense of urgency, like I know I won't have time to do everything I want to. That would indeed push me over the edge.
 
No! Most seem to assume it's about some years down the road (and we all hope it is). But what if you were in apparent good health but then found out you're going to die tomorrow. Talk about a panic situation. I'd rather not know.
 
No for me too. I know I'll go someday as will we all. I have a will and all my wishes are known, so I'm not leaving anyone else to make the decisions - it is all written down.

My goal is to live to be at least 100 and still riding my horse. I've met my goals so far so I'm sticking to the plan.
 
I was surprised to discover I lived to see 21 and that birthday was a very, very bad day. Every day since then has been a gift. So, No, No and No, thank-you very much.
 
When I die is not the problem,its what I come back as and thats scary.
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When I die it will be on a white floor so that guy with the white chalk doing the outlines of my body will go nuts.
 
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I am not afraid of dying,a few months ago I thought I would have a look on a couple of those sites that give you your death date just for a joke,and each one of them gave me a different date,so now I dont know which date to die on:D
 
I'm so happy with all of your answers... despite the cold, hard facts that most of us here on this forum are indeed in the late, late, twilight of our lives.... you are all so positive like you're going to live forever.

In reality, (in my case) I probably have maybe 5 years left if I'm lucky going by my ancestors life experiences.
My 5 year drivers licence is due to expire in November 2014.... when I last renewed it in 2009, I was thinking that maybe I wouldn't be around for the 2014 renewal..... at this stage, I'm quite confident health-wise that it's now a safe bet that I'll be here.

My advice is to ignore that old crappy saying, "live each day as if it were your last" and instead just live !...

..... and remember,

"he/she who laughs... lasts"
 
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