I read a post today that struck a chord so deep in me that it moved me to action. It is written by a husband whose wife is at the end stages of cancer. They have four children. Since I don't feel it is an appropriate time to get his permission, I don't feel right about copying it. However, it is such a remarkable post that I recommend that you get a tissue, sit down in a quiet spot, and read it for yourself.
Then let me know what you think.
fatcyclist.com (today's post - A Chance to Talk, Wednesday)
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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His post made me realize yet again how much we take our time here on earth for granted. Our lives seem to get in our way so much from saying the things we want/need to say. We think we have all the time in the world, when in fact we never know how much time any of us really have. We also think our loved ones know what they mean to us.
I was reminded of this a few months ago. It seemed everyone I knew was loosing loved ones. Then it hit me with the deaths of a former friend/co-worker and a cousin. Both were unexpected, out of the blue, and far too early in their lives.
If we could all just live our lives as if this could be our last day. If we didn't need tragedies such as this to remind us, this world would be a much better place.
um, ditto kelly.
cancer scares me to pieces. This is why I do all the whacky things I do. green smoothies, raw food, cleanses, natural stuff, etc. But it's motivated by fear- and I know that's not healthy either. And I know I can't outsmart disease but I try anyway. And sometimes I think it's going to happen to me just because I am so afraid of it. There is a proverb like that, no?
I am always surprised by people's bravery going through diseases and the ones watching their loved ones die.
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