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RE: Out-Of-The-Box: Last Chat On Your Deathbed
| In my understanding, all orders and wills are given in advance when a person is sane, full of strength and life. I don't want to rehearse my speech in that very place, but I can tell you something. I want to tell you what a person thinks about in their last hour, in this case, on their last day. It was a long time ago, when I was still very young, Aunt Klava was among our very distant relatives. She was 93 years old at the time. She lived a difficult life, her husband died in the war, she raised the children alone, life was hard in the village, but she coped. Our old ladies always prepare money and clothes in advance for a rainy day and give different instructions, even to the point that they choose a place in the village cemeteries. So Aunt Klava gave all the instructions a long time ago. She had been seriously ill for a very long time, had not gotten up for the last few months, lay neither alive nor dead, occasionally opened her eyes and asked for a drink. And then one day, in a low, hoarse voice, she asked me what day and date it was... and turning to the icon, she said: Lord, give me at least one more day to live! A man on his deathbed thinks about life! And it doesn't matter what kind of life it is, full of joy or pain, the main thing is to live! Good health and long life to all! | В моем понимании все наказы, завещания даются заранее, когда человек в здравом уме, полон сил и жизни. Репетировать речь на том самом месте не желаю, но рассказать кое о чем могу. Я хочу рассказать о чем думает человек в свой последний час, в данном случае, в последний день. Это было давно, я была еще совсем молоденькой, была среди нашей очень дальней родни тётушка Клава. Ей на тот момент было 93 года. Жизнь прожила трудную, муж погиб на войне, детей поднимала одна, в деревне жизнь тяжелая, но она справлялась. Старушки у нас всегда заранее готовят себе на черный день и деньги и одежду и наказы разные дают, вплоть до того, что место на деревенский кладбищах выбирают. Так вот тетушка Клава все наказы давным давно дала. Она очень долго и тяжело болела, последние несколько месяцев не вставала, лежала ни живая ни мертвая, изредка открывала глаза и просила пить. И вот как-то раз, тихим, хриплым голосом поинтересовалась какой сегодня день, число... и повернувшись к иконе сказала: Господи, дай хоть еще один денёк пожить! Человек на смертном одре думает о жизни! И неважно какая она эта жизнь, полна радости или боли, главное жить!Всем здоровья и долгих лет жизни! |
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It sounds as if a man on his deathbed wants to live no matter how bad it is although I know one fried didn't her body had given up on her when she was still young. She apologized to me for dying because she no longer could stay alive. The always said it was not possible to die because of birthdays, Christmas, Eastern and so on.
Thank you for sharing the story of your aunt. It feels as if she knew how to manage also if it came to money and didn't want to be a burden to others. I am happy with this example because she is the proof that no matter the circumstances it is possible to prepare for a rainy day.
I know I am a bit late but I hope you had a great Christmas.
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She couldn't undertake something but was still thinking otherwise she would not have asked you for the day and time and next turned to the icon and asked God for one more day. I wonder why.
Она не могла что-то предпринять, но все еще размышляла, иначе не стала бы спрашивать у вас день и время, а затем повернулась к иконе и попросила у Бога еще один день. Интересно, почему?