A Beautiful End
I was walking in the Lowry neighborhood this week and was struck by the beautiful landscape at the Denver Hospice. The image of sitting on a beautiful patio approaching the end of life was comforting. Of course, I am hoping that this picture in my head of a beautiful end is a long way in the future. But it also reminded me of the need to live each day and savor the moment, as none of us knows how long we have.
While I walked, I remembered the last weekend with my mom before her death at 64 from an aggressive cancer. One evening my brother and I wheeled her chair out onto the deck at her home and we sat together watching a beautiful sunset. A few lovely, quiet and meaningful moments together – enjoying each other, the beauty God was painting in the sky, and thinking of eternity.
Another memory floated in, of visiting my husband’s cousin who lives in a lovely senior apartment complex, complete with a dining room and lovely patio. As we sat indoors in the dining room, looking out at the patio with flowers and tables shaded by umbrellas, I asked if anyone ever ate outside. She replied that they would sometimes have special events outside.
I persisted, “Could you eat outside anytime if you wanted to?”
“Sure,” she replied, “but it would be more trouble for the servers to bring your food out to you, so people don’t eat outside.”
I didn’t say any more, but in my head I decided that if I lived in this kind of complex when I was older, I would go outside to the patio as often as possible. And if I’ve lost my ability to remember this conviction – hopefully my children will remember that I love being outside in a garden and wheel me out there!