Wednesday, May 21, 2025

Not Forgetting How to Live

 


Sarah says I was hard enough to love before I got cancer but I'm far worse now. 

She laughs as she says it though the words convey the truth. 

Making it worse, she'll continue caring for me until I die, while planning a future for her and Che without me. 

Throw in the idea to celebrate my life while I'm still here with them, and killing a funeral for later on, it's up to Sarah to do all of the planning, which she does, and then has to drive us to the places we go. 

That's a lot of work. 

I hope it's worth it. 

Planning for our cruise, our cancer specialist calls for a quick review of how I'm doing. 

Sarah and I hold hands. 

It's a fun conversation. He asks about Che.  Delights in the cruise. Checks how Sarah's feeling about things.  

"It's refreshing how honest you are," Dr. Starr says. "People forget how to live when they're going through this."

Sarah and I nod. 

"Living well is the best revenge," he muses, stroking his beard and staring off for a few seconds. 

Arranging to call back soon, we congratulate each other and hang up. 

Sarah and I smile. 

Later, Lainey's dragging me for a walk (we call this exercise in our house), and Sarah texts me Dr. Starr's official report. 

"Michael has a good understanding of his current situation and is at peace with his current decision. He is living his best life and it is really refreshing from my standpoint."

I think I do have a clear understanding of things. 

Sarah, Che and I get to do it again!

That's all that matters.  

Living my best life while I'm dying.  

Just not yet. 

It's time to celebrate our life now!

Who care's about later?
                            ****

If you'd like to contribute some drinks and arcade money to the celebration, just follow this link. 

 https://gofund.me/ffda4f4b