One of my friends from college lost her battle with cancer today.
28 is far too young to be gone and 2 months is far too short a time to get a diagnosis and try to make a plan of attack. To mentally prepare yourself for the fight of your life. 2 months to go from being a healthy person to one who is taken by an insidious disease.
And I am feeling pretty ashamed of myself.
For wallowing in self pity and depression. For not taking advantage of the fact that I am a healthy 28 year old.
Wasting time. Time that is not guaranteed. Time that is on loan from nature.
So, more of my time will go towards playing with the dogs in the backyard. And going to the bookstore and drinking overpriced coffee. More time will be invested in enjoying the artwork that kids make and less time on the faults of the adults around us.
I will savor the car rides when I am alone and can sing as loud as I want. I will go to the movie with my husband and I will get the popcorn while I am there.
Appropriate lyrics for the moment:
These days we go to waste like wine
That's turned to turpentine
It's 6am and I'm all messed up
I didn't mean to waste your time
So I'll fall back in line
But I'm warning you we're growing up
Turpentine/ Brandi Carlile
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