The Final Enemy- Understanding Death through the Eyes of Experience
October 27, 2014. That day split our life in two. There was the life we lived before that day, and the one we’ve lived ever since. I remember sitting in that cold hospital waiting room, heart pounding, mind foggy, praying words I couldn’t even find. I didn’t know it at the time, but just down the hallway, my best friend , my anchor, my love, was dying. Not once. But Four times. Four. The longest of those was forty minutes. He flatlined. No breath. No heartbeat. No blinking. No awareness for forty minutes! The medical team was rushing, working with urgency to keep his body alive just long enough to insert two stents, one in each main heart artery. His heart may have betrayed him, but God had not. Now, he doesn’t remember any of it. And that’s what changed everything. After he was revived, I asked him, “Do you remember anything? A light, a tunnel, floating above your body?” He looked at me with such calm and said, “No. Nothing. I wasn’t aware of anything at all. It was just li...