My dad had severely advanced stage 4 lung cancer when he was diagnosed in May 2003. He died in December 2003 when his liver shut down.
The reason I say this, is I didn't spend the time with him that I wanted to in those last months. Its the stupid things like I wanted to go to one more hockey game with him or I wanted to listen to his favorite Janis Joplin CD with him, or learn what really happened when he ran away to the US to fight in Vietnam as a 17 year old.
That's the stuff I really regret, and even 10 years later is making me cry like a baby as I type this at my desk in my office.
Don't have those regrets, because even if he lives 10 more years, you won't regret spending that time with him, but if he only lasts 10 more months, you will certainly regret not doing it.
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