Heavenly Profile

I found myself on Facebook the other day viewing the profile of a young man I knew. I don't really remember knowing him very well, I may have met him once or twice. Yet it seems as though all of my friends were close friends with him. His Facebook made it appear as though he had friends from everywhere, just so many friends. That young man died the other day.

 He seemed to have lived such an incredible life. The posts of his friends discussed memories of their past experiences and told such incredible stories. He seemed to mean so much to everyone he came into contact with. Even people who barely knew him felt compelled to leave their condolences on his page. Friends posted funny pictures as a reminder of that night and people poured their hearts out about how much they were going to miss him.

As I began to scroll down through his posts I began to feel oddly jealous. My life couldn't possible compare to the excitement through which he seemed to live. I don't have that many friends, I don't mean that much to anyone. I could die and I doubt anyone would notice. It felt like my life was simply a continuous stream of going through the motions. Nothing I did was exciting, none of it would matter to anyone after I was gone. I wished that I could be so much more like the guy whose page I was looking at.

I scrolled back a little further, past all the posts of his friends to see his own posts before he died, what I saw shocked me. Despite all the fun he had, despite all the friends that cared for him; he wasn't happy. His posts expressed his displeasure with life. It was as if he had no idea how important he was to anyone, as if he had no idea what an incredible life he had. His last post shocked me the most, he expressed how unhappy he was with his life, in the last line he indicated that he wanted to leave. How could someone who had so much and meant so much be so down on himself?

At that point I took a look at one of his pictures and realized that he looked a lot like me. What was his name anyway? I scrolled all the way back to the top and was dumbfounded at what I saw....It was my name. I was looking at my own Facebook. It was then I began to wonder where I was. I seemed to be in a barren room in the middle of nowhere. How could this be? I was dead.

Right then I was overcome by happiness. I had never realized how important I was to those around me. It had never dawned on me that I had a lot of friends, a lot of great friends. This experience made me realize how special my life truly was. This experience could only be described as heavenly.