A 41-year old blogger in British Columbia dies of complications from stage four colorectal cancer. Knowing that he’s dying of cancer gives him the wonderful opportunity to compose one last blog entry to be posted after his death where he can write about some of his thoughts on family, life and the beauty of it all.
Why do I mention all this stuff? Because I’ve come to realize that, at any time, I can lament what I will never know, yet still not regret what got me where I am. I could have died in 2000 (at an “old” 31) and been happy with my life: my amazing wife, my great kids, a fun job, and hobbies I enjoyed. But I would have missed out on a lot of things.