Yesterday I nearly got plowed into by a car. I was pulling a utility trailer with a heavy load and turned left. The car came out of nowhere. He hit his brakes and I hit mine. We stopped with only a few feet between us. No fender bender, just frayed nerves.
Even though no one was hurt, it reminded me how unpredictable our fates are. When you have leukemia it is easy to assume Leuk will cause your demise. And seeing as he’s a terminal kind of guy it is reasonable to think so.
But nothing is certain. I could be walking along, complaining to myself about how tired my leukemia is making me, wondering how bad it’s going to get and when I’ll kick the bucket then suddenly get flattened by a falling piano. Which reminds me of a pun:
Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft and I’ll show you A-flat minor.
But I digress.
Point being, despite our leukemia, there are healthy people who will die before us. Death is not an exclusive club. Everyone is headed there. So we shouldn’t waste the time we have worrying about when or how we’ll checkout. Let’s live anticipating life, not fearing death.
Like Red Skelton said, “Don’t take life too seriously. No one gets out of it alive.”