Barabus
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A few of you are aware, some not, that I have incurable bone marrow cancer. (Multiple myeloma). I will eventually die from the side effects of the disease.
Speaking from a non-philosophical viewpoint, I'd rather be struck in the back of the head by a baseball sized meteor than die "doing what I love". After all, motorcycle accidents are preceded by fear and panic. Death is preceded by pain and confusion.
However, either option would be faster than what's going on now for me.
I wrote a piece in my blog some time ago about the minor blessing those of us with terminal diseases get. It has to do with our ability to say what needs to be said and correct what needs to be corrected before we go. We have the time and the perspective to do the right thing for/with our friends and families.
Since none of us wants to have regrets as we pass, I urge each of you to get right with your lives, in whichever way you find appropriate. We will all eventually die and none of us knows exactly when.
Wow, wow. Takes courage to write this. I gained something by reading it. Thanks.