Darlin', if they told you I wasn't going to last the night, why'd you not get a priest in? I said, I know I'm a lapsed Catholic, but at least give me the last rites, you know? She said, Had I told you, then you would have known that you might be dying.
The article is worth a read.
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But I guess what I want to say is that when he lived through his motorcycle accident, I can imagine the relief they felt about getting through such a difficult time. They probably felt a little safer. Because bad things don't keep happening. They had survived their hardship, now it would be well deserved blue skies from here on out. They had paid their dues. They were grateful for their second chance and they didn't waste it. It brought them closer and their family was stronger. They were in the clear.
But they were wrong.