I woke up the other day, keenly aware of the limited time I have of ‘normal’ life. I’m going to live a good many years, but I don’t know how healthy I’ll feel when, in a few years, I might be having chemo treatments.
So, I need to accomplish my goals. They aren’t lofty goals, but they are very important to me. I want to play with my grandchildren so they remember me as I am now – healthy and fun. Scuba dive with my son. Spend time with my daughter. Stop to listen, hold, and love my wife.
I’m realizing that, although I have a life-threatening disease, so do we all; it’s call mortality.
I think it is better to drink life in with big gulps, than to take tiny sips out of fear of losing it.