We are all going to die. But please let those I love stay for as long as possible, even though others will die as we live. It’s selfish but I can’t help it. I don’t know those people like I know my people.
People say to live each day as if it were your last, but I haven’t got time to watch The Princess Bride, Susan Boyle’s Britain’s Got Talent audition and the final scenes from Crocodile Dundee and Dirty Dancing every day. And I really should cut down on the chorizo. The ‘would I die happy if I got hit by a bus tomorrow?’ test is far more practical.
We are all going to die. But hopefully not you or yours. Not just yet.