October 26, 2018
Just another day, right? Not for me. Today I turned 45.
I’m weird about the birthdays that mess with me. Most people it’s 30 and 50, not me. The 5’s, 25 & 45, mess with me for some reason.
On my 25th birthday, I went a little weird. I had hair all one length, below my butt. I whacked it off to above my collar and died it bright red.
Wake-up Call
We just discovered my baby brother, who I raised, has been diagnosed with Stage 4 Lymphoma. That was about 6 mo to a year ago.
Since then we’ve learned his cancer is immune to all chemo, so tumors rapidly growing back, he’s trying an experimental treatment that ONLY the Mayo Clinic is doing.
I have to say it’s a real smack in the face, wake up call when the child you raised is facing death. That will make you start to evaluate and reconsider pretty much everything in your life. Even without turning 45.
What if?
What if it was me that had stage 4 cancer, would I be ok with what I have done and accomplished?
Not just no, but hell fucking no I’m not happy with what I have done. For the last several years I planned to write a book, blog, and many other things. But I keep putting them off.
The problem, of course, is we only have so much time on this Earth, not nearly enough. I don’t plan on wasting any more time.
I will be posting my goals later and plan to do at least a weekly post updating what I am getting done.
Over to you…
Is there something you have been putting off? Has life smacked you in the face? If so tell me about it in the comments.
Until later…
