one.year.to.live.

You have one year to live. What will you do?



We live in a society that travels in heards. The typical american wakes up and starts their day of by sitting in rush hour traffic. This person fallows a schedulae that leads that, most likely, does not stray from their daily routine. If allowed to fallow that schedule without interuption, that life might drone on. But, what if somebody told you you had one year to live ?
Hypathetically speaking: three hundred and sixty six days from now I will not be alive.

I would spend the rest of my days living my life as I normally do, however, I would stop to smell the flowers so to speak. By living my normal life I could spend time appreciating the little things that have made my like what they are. Some people might say that they would drop everything to do things they have never done before. I would not rule out adventure completly, but I would spend most of my time close to the things I know. I feel that ski diving and cliff jumping, as envigorating as they might be ( and are things that I hope to try someday) are not the things I will appreciate having done when I am on my death bed.
On my death bed I want to feel that I did what I could to clear up any misunderstandings with my loved ones. For me, a close friend is family, and anyone who knows me knows that along with my friendship comes my family. Family is one of the most important assets in my life. I dont understand any person who cannont appreciate anything and everything a family member does for them. Your family are those who know you best. They are through out every part of your day.
In the mornings, little things like: smells, tastes, the breeze, the soft sounds, are all things that I would spend more time appreciating for the way they make me feel. Bright sunshine in the afternoon, the feeling that comes over the day in late afternoon, you would know it even if you were blind, that lets you know night fall is coming. These are all lifes little entities that make it worth living.
In the end, it comes down to making my quality of life the best it can be. Not to fill it with all of the things you have yet to do, try or accomplish, but to shed light on the little things that embody the path your life has already taken.




But why does it take knowing when you will die to take action?--why dont you always live like this?