I am living with metastatic breast cancer which so far has traveled to my bones and to my lungs.
Lately I have been struck by how much of our 'news' and the trend of talk centers around the desire to be 'safe' from things. Our leaders want to somehow convince us that they are able to keep us 'safe', but the reality is that we will die, sometime, of something.
I like to think that I will be able to gracefully accept my demise, but I have seen people living in the worst conditions who continue to strive to live, and I am amazed by the will to live.
This is a journey I am living, and I think about it a great deal.