If I knew, I would spend the day with my daughter too. Let her know how loved and special she is, and always will be, and that I will live in her heart for eternity. I'll talk to her of how happy I will be where I'm going, that it's not the end but the beginning of an infinite joy in Gods loving care. It won't matter where I am, what I'm eating, or who's present. What will matter is the time we are gifted to have together.

In reality though, I may not be in a position to do this due to illness, or my life may end in the next moment. I've thought about this day, especially in the past two years, and has already been taken care of. Today I can say the time I spend with those I love is not wasted. Today I did hug my daughter and tell her I loved her. And today I no longer have a fear of death nor regrets in life. Do have a couple of tears thinking about this, and that's okay too.

I love everyone's replies. You can tell who has completed the steps and has good sobriety. You all give me hope.

Those who haven't yet found that freedom...

There is a reason when we aren't happy. There is a reason some of us fear death. There is a REASON some of us are having trouble in sobriety. It seems to me this question drives a stake right through the core of your malady. Even if not AA, this makes sense. It has to.

Pondering and answering THIS question of what I would still have yet to do before I go, before I find peace... led me right to what kept me drunk for a long time and what keeps me relapsing. Never fails. Every time I start to "address" my SHIT, I want to say fuckit. I keep hitting the same wall every freaking time.

I know what I need to do. Now I just have to muster the courage.

It's a big deal peeps. Not enough answers here from the people who DON'T get it yet. C'mon, don't let me stand here naked and alone with unfinished business.

I have to admit I would NOT have stayed at my computer trying to salvage my trades. I would have spent the entire day down at the creek!!!!

I would spend my day with my puppy, my grandchildren and my son.

We would all sit by the ocean and share our love for each other. We would run along the beach - in and out of the waves - screaming with laughter. I would pick up my grandchildren and hold them very tightly for a very long time.

Then I would gently stroke their beautiful little faces and tell them I will always love them and I will always be right beside them.

I would say good bye to my gorgeous son, hug him for a very long time and then I would walk away.

I'd take my kids to the beach and play with them all day long. Did it last weekend and its heaven on earth for me....and I'm pretty sure for them too:)

hug my ma........hug my bro (dodging a punch in the arm)..................sharing my last bottle with any stranger as we sit and watch my last sunset.

I'm with howtolive on this one.....

When I was in an ICU sober in '93 with all the bells, tubes and whistles including a nurse asking me if I wanted a clergyman because the docs thought I might not make it tough the night, I gave her offer about five seconds of serious thought and quite to my own surprise I said, "No thanks, I'm OK."

What surprised me most is that it just wasn't the big drama that I had always imagined it would be. In fact, I really elt like a toddler in his mother's lap and it was so pleasant that I've been living like that way ever since.

My will has been drawn up for a dozen years now and last Fall I finally made my funeral arrangements so my daughter won't have to. Once that little piece of unfinished business was taken care of, it all got even easier.