On Carl Sagan

I found this incredibly beautiful; a realistic love story, and a true appreciation of fleeting life:

By Ann Druyan, wife of Carl Sagan

When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me - it still sometimes happens - and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again.

Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don't expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death be pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous - not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural; we knew we were beneficiaries of chance… that pure chance could be so generous and so kind… that we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and immensity of time… that we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me, and it's much more meaningful.

The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family while he lived… that is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don't think I'll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.

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  • Reg The Fronkey Farmer

    Just in case someone missed the Pale Blue Dot.

  • Belle Rose

    But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.

    That's poetry right there. It doesn't get any more beautiful...thanks for sharing this Cara. You GO chica!!!!

  • Gary Bergeron

    As Richard Dawkins once said, "Carl was incapable of writing a dull sentence", I think we can say the same about Ann. I miss Carl so much and when I read this from Ann, I can hear part of Carl in there somewhere.

    Thank you Cara, for posting this! :)