Life is the best and the worst disease we all have, and nobody makes it out alive. You spent your whole life slowly but surely proceeding to your death. You don't think of it every waking moment of the day, nor should you. If you spend your whole life thinking of your death you miss out on all of the things that make life what it is. I recently had two great aunts pass away. I didn't know them really well, and I was only affected by their death by the fact that my parents went to the funeral without me. It did however get me thinking about life and death. I wondered if they had both lived full lives full of all the wonderful and terrible experiences that coincide with one another.After the funerals my dad said that he was going to miss them both a lot. I knew then that anyone who could leave just one person behind that would miss them then they had lived a life worth living.
With all of the new medicine and things that help you live longer that the people on TV talk about, people think they'll live forever. Really they're just delaying the inevitable. And even if you could live forever, why would you want to? Do they want to be a broken pod of a person laying in bed with a tube shoved down there nose forever? Because that my friends is not living.
The fatal, incurable disease, is not such a bad thing, it's life. And those who have experienced it to its fullest will tell you that it's worth every second.
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