I asked Morrie if he felt sorry for himself. Sometimes, in the mornings, he said. That's when I mourn. I feel around my body, I move my fingers and my hands - whatever I can still move - and I mourn what I've lost. I mourn the slow, insidious way in which I'm dying. But then I stop mourning.
Morrie reflects on his condition and the inevitability of death, admitting that he sometimes feels sorrow for himself, particularly in the mornings. This is a time for reflection, where he physically connects with his body to acknowledge the losses he has experienced due to his illness. The process of mourning becomes a way for him to accept the reality of his situation, allowing himself to feel the emotional weight of his deteriorating health.
However, Morrie does not dwell in this state of mourning. After acknowledging his feelings, he chooses to move on, embracing life despite its challenges. His perspective highlights the importance of facing one’s emotions while also finding a way to live fully in the present. Morrie's wisdom serves as a powerful reminder of resilience in the face of suffering and the value of accepting the inevitable while still cherishing what remains.