But the diagnosis does not take away from the fear that rests inside of me. I now realize that everyone I love has a limited amount of time, and I need to make the most of it. So many times I let a week go by without calling home, because I have lived with this strange notion that everyone will always be around doing what they normally do. I know I am not the only one who does this. As college students, we tend to spend too much time thinking about what is happening in the here and now.
Life is too good to have anything go wrong.
We are too busy concentrating on finding a career, finding a mate and making the most of our college days. These are the trivial aspects of life. Too often we let these small details blind us to what is really important in life. Death is something final. When we lose someone we love, we grieve because we will miss their presence in our lives and everything they have done for us.