When I Die

If you were in plane that was crashing down, with less than two minutes to live, who would you call, and what would you say? If you knew you had a year to live, what would you do? If you could live life all over again, how would you live it? What are some of the things you would do different?

You know, these questions were asked of me before, all throughout my life, by well-meaning people. I have known them to be considered “motivational” questions, to make one think about what really matters in one’s life. However, I have never really made a commitment on my answer, I don’t know who I would call; in fact, I probably wouldn’t call anyone.

I prefer not to single out anyone in my last hour. Indecision to the end, that’ll be my way.

If I died right now, at this very moment, I would have no regrets. If I could live my life over again, I would not do anything differently.

It’s not that I have never made any bad decisions, no-no… I have. But oddly enough, I don’t regret making them. A blessed life? No, not at all. But a life I don’t regret. What would you choose? A life without regrets, a happy life, a full life, or a joyful life? What word would you choose to describe your life?

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Donn

My name is Donn, and you’ll find me working at the intersection of business and information technology, constantly looking for ways to apply IT to business and life to make things better. I’m a big fan of data analysis and its subsequent communication. It always gives me a thrill extracting meaning out of data through analysis, and figuring out the best way to present the findings for maximum impact!

2 thoughts on “When I Die”

  1. I was just reading the previous comment by Jing Mei, when I realised that it was almost three years ago. Three years! With a hopeful heart I clicked on the link he or she left, hoping that I might be able to see who it might have been who had left the comment. Alas, my three-year-old action was a little too late — the link leads to nowhere.

    The fragility of links on the internet should really make one ponder more often than it usual on the fragility of life itself. Who knows when a link will die — who knows when you will.

  2. Well, just noticed this link on my way off of your translation for “yue liang dai biao wo de xin”. I often also ask myself these questions, and to be honest, I don’t really know what I’d do. If I had mere minutes to live? I may call someone from my family, or if I was married or wasn’t single, maybe them. In reality, I’d probably end up calling my closest friend. If I had a year to live? I’d live every minute of it! If I died right now, I would have a few regrets, some things I have yet to patch up with people. To this day there are still a handful of things that are somewhat “like” regret, but not quite. I suppose they’re more like “what if”s. There’s nothing too major that I regret I don’t think, and I’d like to keep it that way for the rest of my life. Regrets don’t seem to do much more than hold you back in the way you live your life and the opportunities you “could’ve” had, if you’d not passed it up because of something that happened in the past that stopped you. These life questions are really rather interesting things. You know? Things change, life changes, and so does its answers.

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