I’ve been around death and had bad PTSD so I usually shrug off death pretty easily, sometimes I even forget that it makes people sad. I was good until my wife told me that the guy’s 16-month old grandson keeps going in his home office and calling, “Papa? Papa?” looking for him.
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I bawled my fucking eyes out when I heard that. So many of us think our life is about our pleasure and what makes us feel fulfilled, but it’s fucking not. We live with a mission to provide for and set an inheritance for our descendants and those around us.
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This man was super involved with his grandson, they had an immense bond even before the kid hit 2 years old. He didn’t care for his health and now his grandson is looking for him and can’t understand that he’s gone.
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We will all die someday, but don’t leave your kids or grandkids bereft of your love and teaching for a stupid reason like being overweight or not getting a medical problem checked out. Remember that little confused kid calling for his papa and go take care of your health.
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It is. And it should terrify every person who reads it into doing their best to preserve their health for the sake of those relying upon them for teaching and love.
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