Unsaid

A life-changing experience when, several years ago, I read that when we die there is "so much left unsaid." I felt struck in the pit of the stomach. I had so much in me, so much I thought of importance, that had never been said to any of the appropriate people.

Starting with my wife at the head of the list, I made a commitment to leave nothing unsaid. And since I knew not the span of my life, I began immediately finding occasion to say it all. To her, the rest of the family, colleagues, friends, and enemies (yes, I had some things to say to them). As a university professor, I made it a point to include as much as possible of what I wanted to say (within the parameters of my discipline) in the classroom.

There was so much, however, that went beyond family, friends, enemies. I've done a good job of getting most of that said. In that sense I am ready to die, But....

So much still in me that needed to be said (at least that is what I think and smartingly feel). So, upon retirement, I began writing a couple of books and thinking of another or two. Then I began blogging and recently started three different Twitter accounts. I intend to continue writing, for public consumption, the rest of my life, God willing. I want to get it said, as much as in me is possible.

And you? If you were to die soon, how much that you want to say, ought to say, would be left unsaid?