None of us ever knows how long we are going to live. That is
probably a good thing, in general, although there are some disadvantages.
I still don’t know when my time will be up, but since I have
been diagnosed with cancer, and am having to deal with treatments on an ongoing
basis, my mortality has become something I think about a lot more.
That might sound negative, but it isn’t. I know that my time
may be limited, so I want to make the most of it. Any day that I feel well
enough, I go out and do something fun. I am doing those things that I always
wanted to try, but put off because I didn’t have the time, or because other
people would think they were silly, or for one of a dozen reasons. (The latest
one is an archery lesson). And you know what? Most of my friends don’t think it
is silly after all. The most common response I get is “Go for it!”.
We only have one life (as far as I know), and when it comes
to an end I don’t think any of us will be thinking about how many hours we
worked or how clean we kept our house. We will remember time we spent with family
and friends, and things that made us laugh and enjoy ourselves.
I may get lucky and live to be an old lady, but I don’t
think I will ever regret the things I am doing now, and I plan to keep having
fun whenever I have the free time.
