Top Five Regrets Of The Dying

Okay, I know this is not exactly an uplifting title. Especially in the midst of a global pandemic. I get it. But stick with me, my friend. Maybe we can learn something that help us get through the next few weeks of house arrest.

Every couple of years some movie Producer decides to reinvent the time tested story. The formulaic story of the couple that meets on the subway (insert airplane, blind date, internet, etc.) and instantly falls madly in love. (See also: any Hugh Grant movie and/or any movie that ever aired on The Hallmark Channel).

The couple has the storybook romance. I usually don’t get too deep into the trailer before I lean over and whisper in my wife’s ear: “she’s gonna die.”

And that’s where the story begins.

Guys hate these movies. The only way you can get us into the theater is through pure trickery. There should be a law against trickery.

Despite my personal dislike for sappy, Rom-Com turned tear-jerker, I will admit that I’m intrigued by the wisdom of the dying.

I’ve sadly watched a few friends and family members go through the slow, painful malignant demise. It’s awful. But there’s something beautiful and instructive in the transition. Or at least it appears so in movies and television. Are you with me on this?