“I don’t need any more accidents in my life.” (From the video above).
That just resonates within.
I really don’t need any more accidents—any more tragedies in this life.
And the partial lyrics below resonate as well in the aftermath of death and this pilgrimage we are taking through degenerative disease.
IS THERE LIFE OUT THERE - Reba McEntire ". . . But now she's wonderin' What she's living for . . . She's dyin' to try something foolish Do something crazy Or just get away . . . There's a place in the sun that she's never been Where life is fair and time is a friend Would she do it the same as she did back then She looks out the window and wonders again Chorus Is there life out there So much she hasn't done Is there life beyond Her family and her home She's done what she should Should she do what she dares She doesn't want to leave She just wonders if there's life out there
I’m still wondering what my purpose is.
And doing something foolish or crazy or getting away from all that’s gone before—all that’s yet to come? I can’t even imagine what that would feel like.
I would do the same as I did before, and I don’t want to leave.
I just wonder if there really is a place in the sun—if there is something more in THIS world—something that doesn’t hurt out there. . .
And I wonder if other bereaved parents, other special needs parents, want to know that too.