Timed farewell

My aunt has cancer, and she is in the losing battle against it. For at least a month now, she has been lying in bed with oxygen mask and cathether. She no longer moves around and bed-ridden. Truth be told, her days are numbered.

I told her condition to my boss (ex-boss, that is), who is a doctor and has lost his father to cancer. He said that aren't we all gonna end someday? In a sense, people who is terminally ill, and whose end seems to be near, are lucky, he said. Their loved ones are prepared for their departure, and are given the chance to "finish up", to mend hard feelings, to apologize for past's wrong-doings, and plan for what's next, and so on. And the cycle of shock, anger, denial and acceptance / resignation can be fully experienced, in a relatively proper timing. Those who lost people they love without notice can be having far more harder time.

We will have our ends, someday. Perhaps it would be wise to not hurt anybody else's heart so that when death meets us without notice, those we leave behind would not have to mend broken things on our behalf.

If you love someone, say it, now. If you're sorry about something, say it, now. If you want to do something in your live, do it, now.

Today is a present. A gift. Don't throw it away.