Today I met an older man who was talking about his "sick son" and telling me how he's in wheel chair and has limited mobility, explained how he can't walk and needs to be bathed and fed. Eventually he told me that his son has Multiple Sclerosis. When people say something like this, I think they expect you to feel bad for them and start apologizing. Not me! Every person that sadly says they have MS or their family members do, I speak up and say "so do I!!" with a heartfelt smile on my face. This threw the man off a bit but his attitude changed and in the friendliest way he told me "it's not that bad." So we started talking some more, he let me know his son was diagnosed in his early 20s and he's now in his 40s.
I know this disease affects everyone differently - no one knows when or how it will attack you next - something could happen tomorrow, next week, next year, next decade or not for a really really long time! But you will never know.
On my way home today, the song Live Like You Were Dying by Tim McGraw came on the radio.
I've always loved this song but today it sunk in a little deeper. Lately I've been contemplating a lot of things before I do them. Little things like shopping and cooking to bigger things like friends, work and travel. I need to stop doing that and I need to live like I'm dying, make decisions based on the fact that there might be a day where I won't be able to do it.
With that being said, you only live once. Vegas 2014??
