Countdown to Passage.

I don't know one person except myself who has been given a general expiration date. Professionals say they never see anyone with my illness survive from 1 year to 18 months long. All my life I've known life is in no way guaranteed on a day to day or even hourly and for that matter minute by minute basis. Yet when you're told you have few days left on this planet to enjoy with your loved ones, it affects you differently. Sure back in the deep recesses of your mind when you're in good health and all is well, you know no time is guaranteed to you and yet we somehow someway take that for granted. Until one day you get news you have a cancer that can not be cured and that it has taken up residence in your brain and lungs. So how do people deal with this kind of news? I laughed. I cried. I've talked to God so much I think I've burned His ears off. I've begun preparing for my departure while I'm living. Isn't this what we all are expected to do anyway?