You just found out you have one week to live. The first person you call is my best friend and say how much her friendship has meant to be for the past 33 years. Immediately after hanging up the phone, you leave the doctors office and before heading home you go to Glamour Shots so you can have a portrait taken so my family will have a memory of me.
You gather your family at home that night and say I love you! then all of you together gather for a family hug.
You book a three day trip to three different places because you’ve always wanted to get married in Hawaii, take my kids to Hawaii and learn how to surf. On the way back from your trip you stop off at my mother’s house to tell her how much I love her and that I forgive her for not protecting me as a child because you’ve been meaning to for a long time.
For two more days you spend your time reading stuff my children wrote to me over the years, writing letters to each family member, and sharing memories from over the years with my children. You make sure you leave instructions with my family as to my final wishes, write out a will and set up a trust fund for my children… three things you know you should have taken care of but have been putting off.
The final day is too personal to write about but you wonder to yourself: why did I have to get a death notice before I finally did all those things this week?
The reason I’ll probably keeping putting off all those things is because I am in denial about my mortality but will work on changing my mindset because I know first hand from experience that life can be cut short and that you should live each day like it is your last.
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