Mark Twain said, “I don’t mind dying, I just don’t want to be there when it happens.” But I devote most of my thoughts about dying to finishing well. I want to run all the way to the finish line. I’m particularly interested in how I can nail this last leg of the journey – however long the leg is.
I don’t believe that when you die you go blank; in fact, I’m quite sure it’s quite the opposite. The other place is so crammed with verve by comparison, the place where we live now is the one that’s actually blank. I expect to live there as long as the Landlord of that place lives there too, and that’s going to be a very very long while.
– Originally published in The Other End of the Dark: A Memoir About Divorce, Cancer, and Things God Does Anyway (the profits of which go to Freedom House).