I’m a walker. I try to get out and walk 5-6 times a week and, even though I’m only a short walk from a state forest, some of my favorite walks are on the streets of my small city. I do have tried and true routes depending on my mood. A couple of times a week I head out for my “hills” walk — from long and sloping to short and steep hills. Not being a runner anymore (knees!!), hills offer me a good cardio workout. When I need quiet, I head into the part of town where big houses and big yards lend a calmness and peacefulness to my walk.
But there are only so many times when I can walk the same routes without boredom setting in.
So sometimes I allow myself to get lost — heading down streets that are new to me not knowing where they come out.
When that happens, I am certain of two things:
I’ll always find my way home.
There will always be something interesting to see along the way.
And I think how this is much like the end-of -life planning process.
We all find our way home, that is, we all will die.
But along the way, preparing for it can raise some interesting perspectives.
I never go out walking without being prepared. I have my cell phone, my medical bracelet, and now my mask.
Having your end-of-life plans in place means you are prepared when your time comes.
But more than just the legal documents there is much to think about to feel prepared.
What do you want done with your body? Do you know what your options are?
What do you want done with your things….with your pets should they outlive you?
Does someone have your passwords or access to your computer, social media sites, bank accounts, cell phone account, etc.?
Does your family know what you want?
So much to think about and so many things to do.
And in this thinking and doing, you may find out some interesting things about yourself, your values, your legacy, and the joy in connecting with your loved ones.
Like getting lost and finding your way home, it can be an enlightening journey.