I'm Taking You With Me...

In ancient Egypt, when someone died, they would be buried with many of their own possessions. The people believed that they would take these things on with them to an afterlife.  The pharaohs and the wealthy, however, would sometimes take it to an extreme.  They would take people with them as human sacrifices to be their future servants.

Why are some things so hard? I've always know that I've wanted to be an organ donor, but now that I have the form in front of me, pen in hand... I'm having such a hard time filling it out.  It doesn't make any sense.  This isn't going to change my life in any way, I'll be dead before it affects me.  I won't need organs then.  But I could possibly help someone... So why is this so hard?

It's not as extreme as the egyptians, but I know that I very well could change someone's life in a major way.

What are you most afraid to leave behind?

You Say You Wanted to Change the World...

So the other day, one of my classes was let out an hour early, which is something that NEVER happens.  I still had one more class that I hadn't gone to yet.  The lounges were crowded because of the weather so I decided to sit outside and work on a paper until my friend would get there and then we would go to our class together; I'd rather sit in the rain than be stuck in an overcrowded room filled with New York college students.  After a few minutes, an older woman sat down on a bench nearby and asked me how much a certain food item was in the cafe.  When I told her that I didn't know, she explained to me that she only had a dollar left and that she didn't think it would be enough.  She started talking about anything that seemed to come to her mind... juice boxes, movies she was hoping to buy, smoking, her mother, her daughter, the fact that she didn't like wearing her dentures in public and she usually chose to leave them at home...  and the fact that her doctor had found cancer in her lungs... She wasn't looking for someone to have a conversation with, but just for someone who would listen to her.  I smiled, nodded and agreed, when appropriate... When my friend came, the woman stopped talking to me.  I sat out there for as long as I could without being late for my class.  I left, only saying "goodbye" and "nice to meet you."  I should have given her the twenty dollar bill that I knew was in my wallet...  I should have said "I'm praying for you, Kathy."  Because I am; But I didn't.  It was such a simple thing, but I was afraid and selfish.  And if I ever see her again, I'm sure that I'll make up for it....

Have you ever done something that you knew that you needed to do?

Next time, don't pass that chance up.  You can change someone's day like that.  Even if it's just something small.. and if they're not appreciative, don't worry about them, because there going to be plenty of people who will be.  Someone holding open a door or letting me over during traffic or even a smile (yes, cheesy, I know, but so true) can drastically change my mood.  So next time you get the chance to, go change the world:]