Shortly after I was diagnosed with cancer, I became fixated on the fear of dying. And those fears make sense when you first get a diagnosis like that. It’s scary and there are so many unknowns. There were so many tests to be done that might give me an inkling to my fate. And believe me, I was like Sherlock Holmes trying to figure out every variable and what could happen. After reading medical journals and case studies, the patient was now a doctor!
I had always been a super laid back, fun person who all of sudden, had lingering thoughts late at night, lying in bed, worrying about dying. I really think that this is normal response to news of a life-threatening illness. But reflecting back on it, I find it kind of silly because, well, we are all dying. No one knows when their time on this planet is up.
Like Gandalf in Lord of the Rings says, “all we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.” When we look at it that way, we are focused more on living and what we can do with our time here. The way I see it just over two years from my initial diagnosis is, how can I really start to live and make the most of the time I have here?
In a recent post, I ask the question, “if not now, when”? Isn’t now as good of a time as any to take action towards living the life we want to live? It is never too late to get healthier, improve your relationships or live your dreams. If you are still breathing, you still have some fight left in you. Get out there and truly live.
