Thursday, April 4, 2013

Live every minute like it's your last...

Lately I've read too many stories about young people getting sick and passing too soon. It's made me open my eyes and question if I'm really living my life like any minute could be my last or if I'm taking each day for granted. 

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I've tried to put myself first. Something I've honestly had to struggle with because I would do anything for anyone, and not get that in return. So, I write this blog, for me. I take pictures, for me. I made a goal to run a half marathon, for me (I'm kicking myself for that one right now). I said good bye to 'friends', for me, because they were toxic. 

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If I'm one of those unlucky people who have to spend, days/weeks/months/years, in a bed, I don't ever want to look back and say 'I wish I did this, for me'.
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I've been following this page for a while now, and every time I look at it I get a little teary eyed. A couple in their 30's and she gets diagnosed with breast cancer just months after their wedding. Her husband documented their Brest Cancer journey through photographs.

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A Caring Bridge site was recently posted on the good ol book of faces of another couple in their 30's and the woman has been diagnosed with cancer in her spine and possibly her brain. If she survives surgery, she'll never walk, but she has very slim chances of survival. This woman has a week until her surgery that will change her life forever. 

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What would you do if you had one week left of life? Of your legs? Of complete freedom?

Sorry if this isn't what you want to read on a Thursday morning. But it's my blog and I can write what I want. The beauty of free speech and blogs, huh.

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