Only One Year to Live . . .
I attended a party last night for a good friend who was told that he had brain cancer and had less than a year to live. When he learned about this, his wife was also pregnant with twins.
That diagnosis was 10 years ago and my friend is still alive. He told us in detail at the party last night how he and his wife endured that year in 1999 when he sought medical attention for himself as his wife struggled through a difficult pregnancy that ended in the loss of one of their twins.
The happy ending to this story is the miracle of his survival and the birth of their son, a true gift from God.
I am overwhelmed as I consider what they went through and the journey since then. They didn’t go sky diving or any of that, but I am sure they must have loved deeper in order to cling to their marriage and God’s precious gift of life. And I learned last night how important it is not to put off what you want out of your life.
So I am enjoying life today. That’s my goal. And tomorrow, when I wake up, I am going to do it all over again. Love sweeter, workout harder, work with passion. How many days have I woken up and said, I am too tired. I will start tomorrow. My last day is coming, someday. I decided I am not waiting around for it!
