One Week. One Month. One Year

I watched a movie the other day. (My computer was at the shop). It was called One Week. Kind of a dry movie, but I really got into it. A young man (my age ;) was told he had cancer. He only had so long to live (I can't remember how much time they gave him, I'm horrible at those kind of details!), so what does he do? He buys a motorcycle and takes off. For one week he travels. No where in particular. Just follows his nose. Heads west. Lives on his own terms.

The last thing you hear as the screen goes dark is, " what would YOU do? If you were given one week. One month. One year. to live. What would you do?"

It got me thinking.

I remember when my grandma was diagnosed with cancer. She was given a relatively short amount of time as an outlook. You know what she did? She went to FL. She went to Washington. She LIVED. She was diagnosed b4 I got pregnant with Baby Sister. She should have never seen Baby Sister, if we were to believe the Drs. Well, Baby Sister was born and Old Grandma got to hold her, love her up. And over the next 24 months they formed a very special relationship. Baby Sister ended up coming along for the ride when I went over to grandmas a few times a week. To bring a meal. A treat. As I cleaned, ect, Baby Sister and her 'Old Mama' cuddled and talked and laughed.

One week. One month. One year.
What WOULD I do?

Would I take time to witness to those loved ones that are bound for hell?

Would I get things right with those who I have done wrong to?

Would I take the time to stop and actually listen to my babies hopes and dreams? To their heartaches and challenges?

Would I turn off my computer and the tv and spend the time cuddling with my HH? Talking? Planning? Just breathing together?

Would I book that flight to the ocean so I could smell the ocean air again?

Would I do those things I have always dreamt about? Cliff jumping, sky diving....

Would I take a road trip? See the things I have dreamt of seeing? The Rocky Mountains, those big trees in California, the west coast, Texas, Central Park...

What would I do?

What would you do? What are some of the things that you find yourself putting off? Those things that you always say, "someday. someday, when the kids are grown. when we have money. when we have the time."

What would you do if you found out you were out of time?

And after I though about all of that, I then asked myself. "why wait?"
We aren't promised tomorrow. Shouldn't we all live as if today is our last day?

I think its time for me to take that time to listen to my babies. Turn off the tv and computer and cuddle with my HH. Get things right with those that I have done wrong to. Witness to those unsaved loved ones. My 'fun things' may have to wait until the kids are grown. till we have the money.

but those things that I can do now? those things that mean the most?

those things I will take the time to do.
and I will live like I was told that I have one week. one month. one year. to LIVE.