When I was younger I loved the rain. To me the rain was like something that came and washed all the icky stuff away and made everything seem fresh and clean and new again. Lately the rain has seemed more ominous to me; more like a dark cloud than a silver lining.
I've been pretty introspective lately, wishing I'd done XYZ with my life instead of ABC, feeling that I should be further in my career, have accomplished more, like some luminous cloud hanging over my very existence.
Last night I spoke to a friend of many years. I asked about how his life was, and his family and all, and he indicated that his life seemed to be going well but he had a friend he was concerned about.
She was recently informed that she has incurable cancer. Basically they gave her 5 years before the cancer would overtake her body. She is 34 years old.
I'm not sure of all the details and all, but what I do remember from the conversation was this...[paraphrased here] The doctors told her she could have some operations to prolong her life, but she decided she was just going to live it instead
Wow, imagine... what would you do, if you knew you only had a few more years to live? Would you do things differently? Scrap your job and go travel the world? Try a new career? Find old friends and family or just leave everything behind? I'm not sure what I'd do in that situation and am so very thankful I don't have to make the choice.
It is moments like these that make me realize just how "not so bad" my life really is!! What a reality check huh.