Living in the time we have left.

I know that in the 16 months since I wrote this, much has changed. But I think the point is still worthwhile.

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“I’m so glad we had this six months.”

That’s what the woman said to her sister, talking about the time they’d had since the diagnosis until now. It was a time of clarifying what matters to them, about putting arrangements into place, about tying up loose ends.

I kind of laughed when she said it. Not loud enough for her to hear. I wasn’t laughing at her. I was laughing...