Tag Archives: mortality

Semi Colon

Posted on April 17, 2024 by Callen Harty

Three years ago today, after three days of increasingly more painful abdominal pains, I had my partner Brian take me to the emergency room at about 2:00 or so in the morning. After several hours of tests, I was admitted … Continue reading →

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On Dying and Living

Posted on May 29, 2023 by Callen Harty

Let’s start with the basics. You need death to come into your life to know about mortality. Once you accept your own mortality, then you understand you are dying. And with the knowledge of your own movement toward your final … Continue reading →

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More than Nine Lives

Posted on March 17, 2020 by Callen Harty

In my life, I feel like I have lived more than the nine lives of a cat. When I was two years old, I almost died when I contracted scarlet fever, meningitis, and mumps in a two week span. My … Continue reading →

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The Agony of Aging

Posted on January 9, 2020 by Callen Harty

While I don’t really feel all that old, I am keenly aware that I am aging. I could still live for several more decades, but maybe not. I’m in my 60s now and have had several heart issues. … Continue reading →

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Heart Thoughts

Posted on December 26, 2019 by Callen Harty

As 2019 comes to a close I am recovering again from an incident with my heart. Eleven years ago I had a major heart attack, with 100% blockage of the left coronary. They put four stents in at that time, … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged blockage, cardiac catheterization, cardioversion, computers, control, death, defibrillator, drug regimen, emergency room, fear, genes, heart, heart attack, heart rhythm, ICD, implantable cardioverter defibrillator, irregular heartbeat, left coronary, longevity, medical procedures, medicine, moment, mortality, pacemaker, prescriptions, present, science, stents, surgery, ventricular tachycardia | 2 Comments

Mortality

Posted on September 16, 2019 by Callen Harty

Lately, even before this last weekend, mortality has been on my mind. My partner, Brian, has been talking about the fact that we’re getting older and how he worries about me because of already surviving a heart attack a decade … Continue reading →

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Will they know

Posted on January 30, 2018 by Callen Harty

When they dig up these bones what will they find on the skeleton of my life? Will they be able to read the hieroglyphics on my skull and the petroglyphs of my soul etched in the decaying calcium before them? … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged all, anger, bodies, bones, corpse, curiosity, dust, earth, empathy, enrgy, frailty, hate, hieroglyphics, home, human beings, immortality, life, love, man, mortality, passion, petroglyphs, skeleton, soul, strength, writing | Leave a comment

On Living

Posted on October 22, 2017 by Callen Harty

While country music is not my favorite style of music there is one crossover song that strikes me every time I hear it. It is Tim McGraw’s song, Live Like You Were Dying. Every time I hear the line, “Someday I … Continue reading →

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Without Memories

Posted on May 9, 2017 by Callen Harty

There was one recurring dream that I had when I was a child. I would be standing just outside the side door of our house where there were a number of steps leading up the hill to the door. Looking down … Continue reading →

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This moment

Posted on August 13, 2014 by Callen Harty

This moment These messages of death come tumbling across social media as swift as wind-swept leaves. Robin Williams killed himself, Lauren Bacall is gone, a teen killed in Missouri, children in Gaza. We are all connected in our mourning. I … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Dan, death, Gaza, immortality, Lauren Bacall, Missouri, mortality, mother, mourning, Robin Williams | Leave a comment

The Last Leaf

Posted on November 10, 2013 by Callen Harty

I walk through a park on an autumn day and am struck by many things. The light at the end of the day is incredible and makes everything there vibrant, though all around me are trees and bushes that no … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged autumn, bushes, geese, leaves, life, light, Mom, mortality, mother, seasons, siblings, Spring, summer, sunset, trees, wind, winter | Leave a comment

The Age of Marie

Posted on February 4, 2013 by Callen Harty

On Friday night I was watching television when I suddenly noticed flashing red lights on the walls of my living room. I turned and saw an ambulance across the street, a fire truck parked a little further down, a police … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged family, immortality, innovation, inventions, kindness, love, Marie Metry, mortality, neighbors, technology, war | 7 Comments