What Would You Do

On January 10, 2002 my doctor diagnosed me with a brain tumor. He told me I had a month to live. What was I going to do? I started to cry however, that wasn’t the answer. I had to tell my family, they needed to know. I wanted to spend as much time with them as possible, and I also wanted to make my own funeral arrangements. Was there enough time for me to do everything? …

…just laughter and happy times. The funeral will end with a slide show of pictures of me having a great time enjoying life to the fullest. Today is February 9, the day I suppose to leave the place I always knew as home. I will be going to my new home. There will be no more crying, and no more pain. I will be at peace. I am ready to go to my new home, heaven.