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Tonight, the subject is death!
You might say; Again?
Well, it is a part of us. It is the only thing that is certain.
What makes me think so much of death?- you might be wondering.
Well, everytime it comes around sneaking and takes someone away from us.
Someone we know, or someone we don`t.
Some genius or just a poor neighbour.
Some child out there somewhere, or someone i met on a internet.
Someone of my people or many people from a bomb explosion,
Noe i`ve said that i`m used to death now. I`ve seen the face of death so many times.

I would like to share one experience with you.

At work, this man came in. He rode to the hospital.
After a day of examination , the doctor came in, and told him;
You have got this awful disease. There is no healing. So what we are gonna do with you, is that we are gonna stop giving you anything at all, beacuse you are not going to get well. Now, it is only going one way. You are going to die tomorow.
I`ll never forget the look on this man`s face. He swallowed once, closed his eyes, and whispered; it`s ok.

I couldn`believe my own ears. I ran out, went to the toilet, and i cried like a child.

They stopped giving him anything. Even food.
Later on that day, i asked him if he was hungry. Yes - he replayed.
I took a bowl of soup and a glass of juise, I sat next to his bed and fed him.

We talked about life. I never mentioned once the death. I asked him a lot of question. The one with happy answeres. I wanted him to remember only his good and happy times.
When we were done, and before i left, i asked him; How are you doing?
He looked at me for a while and said; I am good when you are here!

The look on his face while saying that, i will never forget that either!

Next time i went to job, he was gone..