Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.
How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.
If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 2nd) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.
This was originally posted on April 2, 2014 on my old blog.
It Ain’t Over Until the Fat Lady Sings
I know that someday I will die. We all will.
I don’t know when it will be. I don’t know how it will happen. And despite my firm belief that heaven and hell don’t exist, that this is all there is, and that once I die I will cease to exist in every sense, I know that I don’t know that to be a certainty.
I used to give little thought to what happens after death. But now that I’m getting closer and closer to the inevitable, I do wonder about it a little more.
Would I want there to be life after death?
Well, given that, if I’m wrong, I would most likely spend eternity in a rather hot and undesirable venue, I think I’d rather not want there to be an afterlife.
On the other hand, perhaps reincarnation — getting another chance at life on earth — might not be such a bad thing. Of course, it would depend upon what I came back as. Perhaps we come back in the form that most suited us during our lifetime, in which case I might come back as a donkey — as in ass.
No, I think I’m happy with my belief that it’s over when it’s over and there ain’t no more.
I just wonder where I’ll be when the fat lady sings.