I recently had an accident on my motorcycle. After five days of toughing it out, I finally let a friend talk me into going to the doctor. The damage was worse than I thought, much worse, and much worse than I let on. A severe concussion, broken and chipped bones and left to think in the x-ray room. These are the thoughts I thunk while thinking about my thoughts.
"If I were to die tonight,
I hope I left the world more bright.
I hope I smiled at a child.
I hope my work was truly worthwhile.
Is the world better because of me?
In my own potential did I see?
By just holding my lover's hand could amazing love I make?
Could I survive severe heartbreak?
When I saw wrong did I do right?
To have the courage not to run but to fight?
Did I laugh and cry with friends?
Did I live, up to the very end?
If I were to die tonight.....
did I burn bright and for my children leave light?"
- Adam Stuart
7 comments:
"Sometime, somewhere, every human being must come to himself." Emily Cady
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Hello Mr. Stuart this one of your fellow students and I feel very sorry about your accident and I cant wait till you come back too because i miss the fun ways you teach so I have a few words to tell you, dream big Do Big and BE BIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ALSO LIVE STRONG MR. STUART AND DO NOT EVER GIVE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You do burn bright Mr.Stuart. zack
I am so sorry to hear about your accident. I am glad you are okay (or should I say repairable).
Thanks for sharing your page. I am looking forward to reading your work.
Hugs!
Kim
How I want to be remembered…..
When asked what I wanted my tombstone to read, I realized I didn’t want one. It’s not that I don’t want to be remembered, but a few words on a piece of cement don’t seem right. I would like to be scattered in the wind and remembered in the following ways.
Remember me as…
**You see my husband smile
**You hear my children laugh
**Your friend
**A wannabe “ triathlete”
Remember me when you…
** see the first glint of sun on a still lake in the early morning
** hear the song of bike tires on the road
** realize the journey of a run is better than crossing the finish line
** see the twinkling stars on a very still,, brisk winter night
** smell the first wood fire in Autumn
**have a piece of pie. Nibble on the crust, and remember that where pie is concerned, what is on the outside does matter
you are amazing and i am glad that you told me about these postings and i am glad that you are still alive!!
it was great to talk to you today!!!
don't forget levity---the boy in the tub--and the workouts!!!
starts with your thoughts, always.
love to you and yours over the holidays.
After all those sub's., I now know how a foster child feels.
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