I heard a good story from my neighbor at National Night Out yesterday...
Our block "does it right", with fireworks, a candy piñata for the little ones, free drinks and chips and dips and brats and dogs for all. It's a celebration for the whole community, and something that brings nearly everybody out of their boxes for a bit.
As the evening turned to night, one of our neighbors I hadn't seen in a while told me how he died, several times in fact. He had just survived the famous "widow-maker" heart attack (a Left Anterior Descending / LAD coronary artery blockage). Not only that, even though he hasn't quit drinking or smoking, he's still lost over 40 pounds, and he came out of comma to find he had won the lottery and was going to be receiving a tidy sum every year for the rest of his life. No kidding.
Talk about a second chance!
Now the funny thing is, even though he swears he never saw "the bright light" or the "tunnel" or "any other f**king thing on the other side", ... even with all the tough guy talk, there was definitely a twinkle in his eye that said otherwise. There's a reason why he's still around, not just dumb luck. I really hope he gets that message clearly and really maxes out his second chance on life.
I have worked (CPR, cardiac arrest protocols, etc) a lot of VERY dead people, and I can tell you, most folks don't get handed that kind of (re-) opportunity. It just doesn't happen very often.
Live it large, amigo - make it count.
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