Uploaded January 2021 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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Do you live to work or are you working to live? Sometimes, we are so caught up in getting to the finish line that we forget about what it is we are giving up; things like love, family, nature, or even reading a book. We hope this will help bring you back to what matters most. *Fictional Story*

Random voice: “Someone call 911!! Step back, leave him some room!"
Greg: “Wha-what's happening? Why can’t I speak?"
Random voice: “I can’t stop the bleeding! He’s fading! I’m losing him! Come on buddy, stay with me here, hang in there!” [1.3d
Daughter: "Dadddddd!"

Reaper: “Whoa! Take it easy there Greg. There’s no rush on your first day of being dead.”
Greg: “Dead?! No! I was just...I was...I can’t remember anything.”
Reaper: “It takes time to get back those memories; especially the fresh ones where you’ve just died but don’t worry. You’ll remember them soon enough.”
Greg: “Um, if I’m dead, does that make you... god?”
Reaper: “The god question again. You humans always want to believe in something, don’t you? I guess you can call me a liaison or a messenger. Your Grim Reaper.”
Greg: “The Grim Reaper?!? That means I still have a chance! Take me back, send me back there! You made a mistake, I have unfinished business, YOU HAVE TO SEND ME BACK!”
Reaper: “Whoa whoa whoa. Calm down friend, I wish I could but that’s not in my job description - per se. I’m just the guide. Going back isn’t my decision so hands off the coat!”
Greg: “Not your job description?!?”
Reaper: “Per se”
Greg: “I’m going to YOU! You son of a *Punches the reaper in the face*
Cat: "Meow"

Greg: "Look, I don't have time for this right now! You can't expect me to watch her and get through this week. Please, can't you take her for an extra week?"
Daughter: "Daddy, daddy look I found a bracelet!" (she's standing in the street)
Greg: "Not now Becca. Daddy is speaking to mommy. I'll take her camping as soon as I- *bicyclist almost hits her* BECCA COME HERE!" *Pulls her towards him*
Greg: "God, watch out! You could have hit- ahhh!!!"

Greg: “Ahhhhhh. *breathes heavily for a moment* A car?!?!”
Reaper: “Jeeez *Rubs his face where he was punched*. For a hero, I sure didn’t expect a punch. It felt like a car hit me....haha get it? No? Too soon I guess...Just an observation but it sure didn't seem like you were giving her enough time."
Greg: “Time? Weren't you watching? I would have taken her on a camping trip as soon as I was free."
Reaper: "And when would that have been?"
Greg: "If you're saying I don't love my family, you're wrong. I spend all my time providing for them making sure they have money to make them comfortable and happy."

Reaper: “Money, huh. *throws him a bag full of cash* Here.”
Greg: *Reaches into the bag and pulls some loose cash out. * Well...
Reaper: "What's the matter? Isn't this what you wanted? Money so you can be happy. So they can be happy?"
Greg: *He then stares at his wrist and looks sadly down at his watch tick*
Reaper: “You gave up so much thinking money was the greatest currency for your family but you were wrong. It was your time. You see, most people coming through here are blinded by what they don't have and forget what they do. In the end, it takes death for them to finally figure it out.”

Reaper: "Well, this has been fun. I don’t mean to be rude but I do have a busy day so I need to get a move on.”
Greg: “Wait. Where do I go? Shouldn’t there be a bright light or some underworld? All we’ve done is walk in circles this entire time.”
Reaper: “Hmm you’re right. Let me see how you did. *Shows him that they’ve been walking up and down a weigh scale*
Greg: “A scale?!?! I was being judged this entire time?! We-well did I do bad? Am I a bad person?”
Reaper: “Hahaha. There is no good or bad. There is only what you experience and how you choose to exist. I thought you would have guessed that by now.
Greg: *coughing uncontrollably*

Greg: * takes a loud gasp of air*
Wife: “OMG Greg! Greg are you okay? We were so worried about you! Thank god you’re okay. Don’t move. You’re in the hospital. Your head was swollen and they had to put you in an induced coma.”
Greg: “Lucy? Where’s Lucy?”
Wife: “She’s here. She’s right here. We never left you. We’re here.”
Doctor: “Please rest. You have a long recovery ahead of you.”