With Easter approaching, I want to share this about Roger Ebert again. 7Critter brought it back to my attention recently, and it's a beautiful account of what Roger learned at the end of his life, shared by his wife.
That song Row Row Row your Boat song always had true meaning to me. Just keep on paddling through life being happy, in the end life is but a dream. Roger's story reminded me of that song.
Oh, whoa. Maybe he was suddenly free from the physical. I hope what he saw was aweeeeesome and inviting. Think about it; what kind of future does a dying person see when they say they have seen the future?