I had a co-worker die this week from colon cancer. She was diagnosed at almost 48 and died 18 months later. She fought the most valiant fight. She never asked "why me?". She never wallowed in her circumstance. She accepted her fate even as she fought hard to prolong the inevitable. She shared with us on Facebook her journey and she re-iterated how thankful she was that she was given "notice" of her death. It gave her time to write letters to her only child. Letters for his birthdays, graduations, wedding, life moments that she will not be here to experience with him. It gave her time to say her goodbyes and to go on a lot of vacations. She got a lot of life in in a very short amount of time.
I think I'd personally rather be given notice too. We are never really prepared to die but I'd hate to wake up one day and die before the day was over. I would not have time to do the things my co-worker was able to do. So I try daily to live my life to the fullest. I check off my bucket list and I tell my love ones all the time that I love them just in case it's the last time. If my death is sudden I want them to know how I feel and know that they were loved. I want them to know I lived a full life and I made the most of my days. What about you?
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