And I suppose tapes, like photographs and videos, are a desperate attempt to steal something from death’s suitcase.
But it was also becoming clear to methrough his courage, his humor, his patience, and his openness
that Morrie was looking at life from some very different place than anyone else I knew.
A healthier place. A more sensible place. And he was about to die.
If some mystical clarity of thought came when you looked death in the eye, then I knew Morrie wanted to share it.
And I wanted to remember it for as long as I could.
The first time I saw Morrie on “Nightline,” I wondered what regrets he had once he knew his death was imminent.
Did he lament lost friends? Would he have done much differently?
Selfishly, I wondered if I were in his shoes, would I be consumed with sad thoughts of all that I had missed?
Would I regret the secrets I had kept hidden? When I mentioned this to Morrie, he nodded.
“It’s what everyone worries about, isn’t it? What if today were my last day on earth?”
He studied my face, and perhaps he saw an ambivalence about my own choices.
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