How long does my life need to be?
I was diagnosed with brain cancer a few days ago. They took out a lump the size of a lemon from my right brain.
There is cancer in my lungs, in my liver.
How long does my life need to be now that death is on its way?
Will I live long enough to see my garden grow? To take a trip with my special friend? To feel the waves beneath my feet one more time?
Will I see another autumn, feel the cool breeze and watch the red leaves travel across the sky?
Will I laugh with friends. Yes. Will I create art. Yes. Will I write? Of course.
Will I drink wine and hug and talk and share? Will I eat fabulous food and watch glorious sunsets? Will I hug my precious mother close and remember happy times with best friends and play with beloved pets?
All of it.
A friend of mine died from cancer a few years ago. But she lived long enough to watch her daughter walk down the aisle. She had a good life and she had a good death.
When I go, I want a good death.
Don’t cry for me. Smell the roses and the honeysuckle and touch the soft fur of a cat. Let my ashes grow a garden in your soul.
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This post was previously published on a Few Words.
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