Only The Rocks Live Forever (Merry Christmas)…




I wrote a blog a while back telling you of getting news from two separate doctors saying I probably would not live out the year. Borrowing an Araphoe phrase, I titled the blog “Only The Rocks Live Forever” because it seems to state the temporary nature of this plane of existance with simplicity and elegance. I am one of the Vioxx victims and have developed Congestive Heart Failure and the beginnings of Kidney Failure. I got some amazing responses from this entry, mostly from Native Americans. Bonnie (a Cherokee) wrote, “Greetings, Tom. In the words of Chief Seattle, ‘There is no death, only a change of worlds’. In my words, “Es-ta-u”, be strong“. Having had a Near Death Experience, I know that this world is not the end-all-be-all of existance but, I was touched to the point of tears that others would take some of their precious time to communicate with me.

As odd as it may seem, this “death sentence” has been a most liberating event. I have, by necessity, been freed from the constraints of permanance. If, for example, this is to be my last conversation with a friend, make it pleasant. If this is to be the last song I play, let it be fun. If these are to be the last clothes I wear, let them be comfortable. If this is to be the last time I have sex, well, let’s do it again! I wish I could have known this emancipation earlier in life. I would be a better person today. Living as though this life is a temporary gift is like waking up every morning to Christmas. My life is awesome!!

To quote Mark Twain, “The news of my death has been greatly exaggerated”. In a recent medical visit, the doctor said, “It looks as though your health has stabilized. You may outlive me. You won’t be running any marathons, though“.

I hope I never tire of this “temporary”, precious gift of life. Merry Christmas, ya’ll!

Tom Vickers

P.S. I may start training for a marathon. Nah, not likely.