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BabushkaLady
8th June 2011, 08:00 PM
The top 5 regrets people have on their deathbed

When Ms. Bronnie Ware, a woman who worked for years with the dying, wrote alist of the top 5 regrets people say aloud on their deathbed, we teared up a little bit here at TNW.

She posted the top 5 regrets along with her commentary onher website,and we’ve recopied them for you here below. But instead of just the grandmotherly bits of advice about dreams having gone unfulfilled, we’ve supplemented each regret with some rockstar advice on how to not have these regrets in the digital age.

1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people have had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made.
It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.

TNW Advice: We interview so many entrepreneurs here at The Next Web, some of whom will succeed, most of whom will fail. But it’s about going out and creating a reality out of what was once just an idea in your head. Today, due to the Internet’s accessibility, smart people are discovering that instead of getting the next big paying cog-in-a-machine job that they are able to start their own company and they’re receiving a lot of satisfaction from doing so.

“Yesterday, I had an epiphany that for the first time in my life, who I am and who I want to be are virtually one in the same. It’s so much more effective to be yourself than to pretend to be something your not because doing the latter is so emotionally taxing, you’ll never be someone that is fully committed. Being yourself pays dividends.”
-Brett Martin, the CEO and Founder ofSonar, a hot new social, location-based mobile application.

2. I wish I didn’t work so hard.

This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children’s youth and their partner’s companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.

By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.

TNW Advice: We are really hard workers here at The Next Web, in fact, I am pretty sure that @Zee hasn’t slept in the past 36 hours. But being a Dutch-based company, our roots are in relaxation. We know how to unwind after hard days.

If you need some literary inspiration, read up onHow To Disconnect, A Primer and The value in jumping off the social media train.

3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.

Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.

We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.

TNW Advice: Expressing your feelings to loved ones and blogging or tweeting your thoughts are two different things. People often use Twitter as a soap box to express their anger or resentment over things they can not control. We’d like to take this time to remind you that as much as we love living in the virtual world, sometimes a hug, a long chat over a glass of wine or a phone call to a loved one far away is more valuable than any social media valuation, no matter howludicrous.

4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.

Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.

It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.

TNW Advice: At first glance, this is a relatively easy problem to tackle as social networks, namely Facebook, have allowed us to keep up with too many friends and social connections. My best friends always say, “Thank god for Facebook, because I know you’re alive.” And this is slightly concerning. My best friends have to follow me on Facebook to know I’m alive? Use Facebook to keep in quick contact with friends, but defer to real life for those that matter. Pokes, Likes and Comments are not the same as ladies’ lunches, beach trips and dinner parties. Make the time.

5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called ‘comfort’ of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have sillyness in their life again.

When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.

TNW Advice: If you’re reading this, chances are you have a long way to go before you die. So, please, allow yourself to be happy. Smile in the sunshine, kick the ball around with your son, have a glass of wine with your wife in the afternoon, move to Argentina, buy yourself a Kindle for the love of reading; whatever it is, be good to yourself.

Linky Here (http://thenextweb.com/lifehacks/2011/05/31/the-top-5-regrets-people-make-on-their-deathbeds/)

I lost a very dear friend this year. One of the only things that consoled me was the fact that I knew he was happy. He lived his life as he saw fit. He explored ideas just to explore them. Read books just to read them. Laughed, loved and enjoyed life as if there were no tomorrows. I think he had the right idea.

Ponce
8th June 2011, 08:57 PM
Hahahahahahah that guy sounds like me......believe it or not I am happy because I am alone, I have seen what friends and family can do to you so that this is the life that I choose to live.......I am alone but I am not lonly......always something to read, post, do, think and on and on.......if you get bored is only because you don't have the imagination to come up with something new.

Real happiness is what makes YOU happy and not others.......after all you should always be your best friend.

BabushkaLady
8th June 2011, 11:03 PM
Actually Ponce, you remind me of my friend by much of what you say and do. He was an inventor as well. His daughter used the word recluse to describe him after his death. I winced. He had such an active mind that I don't think his family even knew about all of his interests until they hauled his books away. :(

When I was snowed in this winter and mentioned I was out of coffee filters, he mailed some to me. Not just one package---six!!! I should have mentioned I was low on tequila . . . .

Twisted Titan
9th June 2011, 04:17 AM
When death comes for you let it meet you at your back..... why ?because you will be too busy climbing the next plateau.



TT

007
9th June 2011, 05:00 AM
When death comes for you let it meet you at your back..... why ?because you will be too busy climbing the next plateau.



TT


Amen brother, and what I never did is done.

JDRock
9th June 2011, 06:24 AM
thing you will NEVER hear from a dying man:

" i wish i could have spent more time watching TV sitcoms..."

" I should have ignored my family and spent more time playing golf ( fishing etc)

" sure glad i left my wife so i could chase more skirt! "

MNeagle
9th June 2011, 08:06 AM
It's clear what she considered 'priority':



Leona Helmsley's pampered Maltese 'Trouble,' one of the world's richest dogs, dies at age 12

http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2011/06/09/alg_trouble.jpg
Trouble, a Maltese who received part of Leona Helmsley's riches, joins her owner in the afterlife.

Leona Helmsley's pampered pooch "Trouble," who inherited $12 million from the real estate mogul, has died at the age of 12.

That's 84 in dog years.

Like many Americans, the pampered Maltese retired to Florida in 2007, shortly after Helmsley died.

Carl Lekic, the general manager of the Helmsley Sandcastle hotel in Sarasota, cared for her.

"Trouble was cremated, and her remains are being privately retained," spokeswoman Eileen Sullivan said.

"The funds held in trust for her care have reverted to The Leona M. and Harry B. Helmsley Charitable Trust for charitable purposes."

Trouble, one of the world's richest dogs, died in December, following a series of health setbacks that left her blind and infirm, sources said.

While Helmsley left the dog $12 million, a judge later knocked it down to $2 million.

Lekic said he could manage on $100,000 a year: $8,000 for grooming, $1,200 for food and the rest for his fee and a full-time security guard.

The security was necessary after John Codie, a trustee of the $8 billion charitable trust, reported that Trouble had received 20 to 30 death and kidnapping threats.

The high-maintenance pooch had a life of luxury from the git-go. She was bought at a Kennel Club pet shop on Lexington Ave. and traveled home in a Mercedes-Benz stretch limo, a source said. "Codie bought her to help Leona get over her grief over Harry's death," the source told the Daily News.

The luxe life continued, as Trouble accompanied Helmsley via private jet to her homes in Arizona and Florida, her 21-room Connecticut mansion Dunnellen Hall, and Helmsley's duplex penthouse with swimming pool at the Park Lane Hotel on Central Park South.

Helmsley, who cut two grandchildren out of her will and evicted her son's widow after his death, was often seen cuddling the canine, which was always impeccably dressed.

Helmsley, who did 18 months in federal prison on tax evasion charges in the early 1990s, wanted Trouble interred with her in the 12,000-square-foot family mausoleum in Sleepy Hollow Cemetery in Westchester County.

That was not to be.

"You cannot bury pets in a cemetery," said Stephen Byelick, a member of the cemetery's board. "The same rules apply to mausoleums."

Well, maybe they're together in the afterlife.

http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2011/06/09/amd_trouble_leona.jpg

link (http://www.nydailynews.com/ny_local/2011/06/09/2011-06-09_leona_helmsleys_pampered_maltese_trouble_one_of _the_worlds_richest_dogs_dies_at_.html)

Silver Moon Rising
9th June 2011, 08:17 AM
I wish I'd bought more silver and gold back in the early 2000's ::)

followed by...

I wish I hadn't loaded all my PMs onto that boat that sunk! :'(

ShortJohnSilver
9th June 2011, 09:05 AM
http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2011/06/09/amd_trouble_leona.jpg

link (http://www.nydailynews.com/ny_local/2011/06/09/2011-06-09_leona_helmsleys_pampered_maltese_trouble_one_of _the_worlds_richest_dogs_dies_at_.html)


Man that is one ugly, evil b*tch! The dog looks OK though ...

Ponce
9th June 2011, 09:19 AM
Thanks MNeagle.......I just remember that I have to change my last will and testament, or rather an attachment to it because I left 50 grand to each of my two cats and now they are both gone......better call the attorney later.........propbably change it to the dog and cat place in the big city.

First post of the day.............good morning to one and all.

Hatha Sunahara
9th June 2011, 10:14 AM
Thank you for posting this Babushka Lady.

Some of us never come to terms with what we are until we get to our deathbeds. Then we have our regrets. When it's too late. It's a sad commentary on how little control we assert over our own lives.

The people who are most respected in life are the ones who have no such regrets on their deathbeds.


Hatha

Bullion_Bob
9th June 2011, 10:20 AM
No regrets for me on that list, all good on that front.

Wish I dumped a boatload on Cisco in 1990, then turned it into gold 10 years later.

StreetsOfGold
9th June 2011, 12:01 PM
Dying Words of Sinners (lost folks)

"I am suffering the pangs of the damned." -- TALLEYRAND PERIGORD.
"Give me laudanum that I may not think of eternity." -- MIRABEAU.
"I am abandoned by God and man! I shall go to hell! O Christ! O Jesus Christ! -- VOLTAIRE.
"What blood, what murders, what evil counsels have I followed! I am lost; I see it well!" -- CHARLES IX, king of
France.
"I would give worlds, if I had them, if the Age of Reason had never been published. O Lord, help me! Christ, help
me! It is hell to be left alone!" -- TOM PAYNE.
"Oh, that I were to lie upon the fire that never is quenched a thousand years, to purchase the favor of God and
be reunited to Him again! But it is a fruitless wish. Millions of millions of years will bring me no nearer to the
end of torments than one poor hour. Oh, eternity, eternity! forever and forever! Oh, the insufferable pangs of
hell!" -- FRANCIS NEWPORT.

Dying Words of Saints (saved folks)
"The chariot has come, and I am ready to step in." -- JORDAN ANTIE.
"Eternity rolls up before me like a sea of glory." -- MARGARET PRIOR.
"How bright the room! How full of angels!" -- MARTHA McCRACKEN.
"I wish I had the power of writing; I would describe how pleasant it is to die." -- DR. CULLEN.
"The sun is setting; mine is rising. I go from this bed to a crown. Farewell." -- S. B. BANGS.
"Can this be death? Why, it is better than living! Tell them I die happy in Jesus." -- JOHN ARTHUR LYTH.
"I am in perfect peace, resting alone on the blood of Christ. I find this amply sufficient with which to enter the
presence of God." -- TROTTEN.
"Oh, that I could tell you what joy I possess! I am full of rapture. The Lord doth shine with such power upon my
soul. He is come! He is come!" -- Mrs. MARY FRANCES.

JohnQPublic
9th June 2011, 12:22 PM
For those not on this board:

6. I wish I had joined Gold-Silver.us/forum :D

ximmy
9th June 2011, 12:39 PM
Dying Words of Sinners (lost folks)

"I am suffering the pangs of the damned." -- TALLEYRAND PERIGORD.
"Give me laudanum that I may not think of eternity." -- MIRABEAU.
"I am abandoned by God and man! I shall go to hell! O Christ! O Jesus Christ! -- VOLTAIRE.
"What blood, what murders, what evil counsels have I followed! I am lost; I see it well!" -- CHARLES IX, king of
France.
"I would give worlds, if I had them, if the Age of Reason had never been published. O Lord, help me! Christ, help
me! It is hell to be left alone!" -- TOM PAYNE.
"Oh, that I were to lie upon the fire that never is quenched a thousand years, to purchase the favor of God and
be reunited to Him again! But it is a fruitless wish. Millions of millions of years will bring me no nearer to the
end of torments than one poor hour. Oh, eternity, eternity! forever and forever! Oh, the insufferable pangs of
hell!" -- FRANCIS NEWPORT.

Dying Words of Saints (saved folks)
"The chariot has come, and I am ready to step in." -- JORDAN ANTIE.
"Eternity rolls up before me like a sea of glory." -- MARGARET PRIOR.
"How bright the room! How full of angels!" -- MARTHA McCRACKEN.
"I wish I had the power of writing; I would describe how pleasant it is to die." -- DR. CULLEN.
"The sun is setting; mine is rising. I go from this bed to a crown. Farewell." -- S. B. BANGS.
"Can this be death? Why, it is better than living! Tell them I die happy in Jesus." -- JOHN ARTHUR LYTH.
"I am in perfect peace, resting alone on the blood of Christ. I find this amply sufficient with which to enter the
presence of God." -- TROTTEN.
"Oh, that I could tell you what joy I possess! I am full of rapture. The Lord doth shine with such power upon my
soul. He is come! He is come!" -- Mrs. MARY FRANCES.



Let me give you a scene from the day of judgment. Christ is upon his throne, his secretary by his side. A soul appears. This is what happens --

"What is your name?

"Torquemada."

"Were you a Christian?"

"I was."

"Did you endeavor to convert your fellowmen?"

"I did. I tried to convert them by persuasion, by preaching and praying and even by force."

"What did you do?"

"I put the heretics in prison, in chains. I tore out their tongues, put out their eyes, crushed their bones, stretched them upon racks, roasted their feet, and if they remained obdurate I flayed them alive or burned them at the stake."

"And did you do all this for my glory?"

"Yes, all for you. I wanted to save some, I wanted to protect the young and the weak minded.

"Did you believe the Bible, the miracles -- that I was God. that I was born of a virgin and kept money in the mouth of a fish?"

"Yes, I believed it all. My reason was the slave of faith.

"Well done, good and faithful servant, enter thou into the Joys of thy Lord. I was hungry and you gave me meat, naked and you clothed me."

Another soul arises.

"What is your name?"

"Giordano Bruno."

"Were you a Christian?"

"At one time I was, but for many years I was a philosopher, a seeker after truth."

"Did you seek to convert your fellow-men?"

"Not to Christianity, but to the religion of reason. I tried to develop their minds, to free them from the slavery of ignorance and superstition. In my day the church taught the holiness of credulity -- the virtue of unquestioning obedience, and in your name tortured and destroyed the intelligent and courageous. I did what I could to civilize the world, to make men tolerant and merciful, to soften the hearts of priests, and banish torture from the world. I expressed my honest thoughts and walked in the light of reason."

"Did you believe the Bible, the miracles? Did you believe that I was God, that I was born of a virgin and that I suffered myself to be killed to appease the wrath of God -- that is, of myself -- so that God could save the souls of a few?"

"No, I did not. I did not believe that God was ever born into my world, or that God learned the trade of a carpenter, or that he "increased in knowledge," or that he cast devils out of men, or that his garments could cure diseases, or that he allowed himself to be murdered, and in the hour of death "forsook" himself. These things I did not and could not believe. But I did all the good I could, enlightened the ignorant, comforted the afflicted, defended the innocent, divided even my poverty with the poor, and did the best I could to increase the happiness of my fellow-men. I was a soldier in the army of progress. -- I was arrested, imprisoned, tried and convicted by the church -- by the "Triumphant Beast." I was burned at the stake by ignorant and heartless priests and my ashes given to the winds.

Then Christ, his face growing dark, his brows contracted with wrath, with uplifted hands, with half averted face, cries or rather shrieks: "Depart from me ye cursed into everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels."

This is the justice of God -- the mercy of the compassionate Christ. This is the belief, the dream and hope of the orthodox theologian -- "the consummation devoutly to be wished."

Theology makes God a monster, a tyrant, a savage; makes man a servant, a serf, a slave; promises heaven to the obedient, the meek, the frightened, and threatens the self-reliant with the tortures of hell.

~Engersoll

Libertytree
9th June 2011, 01:24 PM
Being mortal, I am everyday on my death bed. What I cannot accept is the possibility of not exploring the unknown or not trying to reach for the visions in my mind. Failure is alright, it's the not trying that would haunt me.

Dogman
9th June 2011, 02:03 PM
Being mortal, I am everyday on my death bed. What I cannot accept is the possibility of not exploring the unknown or not trying to reach for the visions in my mind. Failure is alright, it's the not trying that would haunt me.


My gauge is if I wake up in the morning and I am hurting, I know I made another day living , If no pain , I must be dead.

Fact!