If someone were to tell me that my life was very short, like one month to live, what would I do?
Well, for starters, I would cry like hell. I would have to get that out of my system, partly for me, then, the rest for the people who would be affected by such news, that I might be strong in their sight. Next, I would let everyone know how much I love, like, care for, and, admire them, I wouldn't want to go without leaving words unspoken.
I would of course, have to tie up loose financial ends to the best of my ability, get all important documents in place where someone could easily locate them. And, then I would pack up some of my treasured belongings, such as all of my writings, my business files, and such things.
I would definitely clean the house top to bottom, so that I could be remembered for my tidiness, which I am tidy, but, I would want it to be more so...
All of these things probably used 1 1/2 to 2 weeks... Now what?
I would pray. I would pray and pray... I would seek comfort, guidance and direction, and, a miracle. I have no fear of dying, but, if I could find even a bit more time, I would want it.
Next, I would live each day to the fullest. I would eat things that are otherwise, on my bad food list. I would enjoy the beauty of nature and life. I would go out dancing. I would write my experiences. I would stay awake as long as I could, to soak up the most of everyday. I would smile and be happy that I have been so blessed in my life.
I would be nervous, even anxious, but, I would keep as busy as possible to keep my mind from being an enemy. I would try to believe that it could be changed.
As I am sitting here writing this, I realize that I do so many of these very things each day already, so, what could I do differently, if I were out of time? The only answer that I can possibly think of is that I would be more conscious of whatever I did, and, I would actually enjoy what I was doing instead of merely going through the routine motions...