This week Fandango has asked an interesting and potentially fun question, it is all in how you take the question – “What will your last day on Earth be like?” Obviously, no one knows when will be there last day, well, most people don’t know.
There was a dark time when I would have said my time was soon, but that has thankfully passed me. So, no last day wrapped around a big tree for me. But do I revert back to that essay I wrote in high school about my death in my 30th year just having had a song I co-wrote hit the top ten? Nah, that is well past me in years and ambitions now.
I have seen one person die in front of me and although Dad was having a bit of difficulty breathing, I don’t think he suffered. I don’t want to suffer. And my Mom passed in her sleep so I imagine just like how life can enter a dream, she just dreamed to peace and quiet.
Now for a little honesty. Not that my Mom and Dad’s deaths were not like that, but how do I think my last day will be? I do not live a glamourous life. I currently live alone (but hope that may change someday) with my three cats. I only drive minimally, so I think the car crash option is off the table. Will I eat meat that is expired and suffer terrible stomach pains? Will I see my cats turn on me and slowly bleed to death with scratches head to toe? No, I think it honestly will be a heart attack doing something that is a minor thing but can get my heart pumping. I think maybe running up and down the stairs with laundry … someone will find me half on a step with laundered clothes everywhere.
How would I like to spend that last day? In love’s bliss with someone I care very deeply for. In and out of bed acting like a teenager and loving every minute of it. Ah, what a way to go!
I do want to mention one other possibility. My last day “on earth” could be headed to a remote colony on the moon or Mars, but I honestly think that is another generation or two down the line, if we don’t kill the planet first. I need to go get the clothes out of the dryer now… wish me luck.
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Written for Fandango’s Provocative Question #176
Leigha Robbins 