I believe that a book can have a significant impact on someone’s life, small or large. Not only do books broaden someone’s imagination but it’s a great escape from reality. The reader
experiences life through someone else’s eyes, ears and touch. For me, books make me stop and think about the choices I’ve made and the person I am becoming. Reading time is “me time”, I can’t be
disturbed. Every time I finish a book I feel empowered. I feel like a new person, someone a whole lot wiser and a lot more sensitive to the world around me.
In Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albomdiscovers that his favorite college professor Morrie Schwartz, who Mitch credited for his philosophy and direction that provided most of his
valuable life experiences, was nearing his death. He had ALS, a slow progressive, fatal, nerve disease.
Death has always been an uncomfortable topic for me. If it ever came up I ran the other direction. The slightest thought would give me the heebeegeebies;
when the topic arose in conversation, I would literally stick my fingers in my ears and block out what anyone was saying. Death, in my mind, was something dark, forbidding and
outright scary. It was a time where I’m being taken, by force, from my friends and loved ones, from the world I’ve discovered and treasured. Death causes so much sorrow and grief that it seems to
be unfair and unreasonable.
Throughout the book, I was amazed how Morrie accepted his reality that someone was helping him with his most intimate daily activities. Although frustrated with his weakness and coughing
spells, Morrie never showed his sadness to his visitors and always kept a positive attitude until his dying day. He was totally calm and at peace with his state of being. Morrie didn't hold back
and was very open with his life story and open to the people in his life. I developed a sense of closeness towardsMorrie and trusted him. I made him my own
mentor. It was as if I was spending my own Tuesdays with Morrie. His wisdom and life lessons opened my eyes to see the true meaning behind death and in some way cured my phobia.
While aware that they will eventually die, no one fully believes it. When I appreciated the imminence of death, I began to see my life in an entirely different light. Only when I started
accepting the reality of my own finiteness did I truly appreciate what I have on earth and view my time as something precious; something that I will not regret when the bird sings its last note. I
also learned that death can be viewed as a positive occurrence. When you die you don’t leave because all the love you created is still there. You live on in the hearts of everyone you have touched
and nurtured while you were here.
"I know you think this is just about dying," he said, "but it's like I keep telling you. When you learn how to die, you learn how to live." I always believed that by talking about my
mortality I am acknowledging that people do die, that someday I too will pass on. By keeping that in mind, I’ve been living in fear of dying and I haven’t been living. Fortunately, I was lucky
enough to stumble upon this book.
The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who can’t read them. ~Mark Twain
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