Nina Poeta, 17. #PoetaStrong |
Brittany had an aggressive form of brain cancer, and she didn't have much longer to live. She moved to Oregon, where she was allowed to kill herself via the state's Death with Dignity Act.
I admire her decision, but like many, mourn her passing. I didn't know her. Not. At. All. I admired her grace at being able to do what she wanted, and accept her fate.
Yet...this is where I come back around to having a big ol' beef with the almighty.
Again, explain this to me. Doncha figure by now that He (or She) in the great beyond (could still be Babe Ruth, you never know) has enough "angels?" That's where the whole "reason for everything" thing doesn't resonate with me.
Best as I can tell, a 29-year-old woman is dead. She didn't "pass away." She died. She killed herself due to cancer that was going to kill her anyway. Her husband is no doubt devastated. Her parents and friends and loved ones must be also.
Sorry, what's the "reason" again?
Why is a young girl, only 17, dead of a brain tumor? A town (Seymour, CT) rallied around Nina Poeta, and now she, too, is dead.
Then there is Lauren Hill, a freshman basketball player who is dying. All she wanted to do was play college basketball. Mission accomplished.
She, too, is dealing with, yup, and inoperable brain tumor.
Back to Brittany. She served as a reminder to me - to everyone - that we need to take advantage of life. I mean, for the love of Saint Lou Gehrig (you have your religion. I have mine), we're not here for very long.
Hug your kids. Really hug your kids. Remember you only have one true set of parents (and I do, believe it or not, take stock in that, especially since last December). Do things. Make that bucket list.
Don't stay in a situation waiting for "something." Get out. For your good. For the good of others.
Better days are ahead. "Keep moving forward," remember?
Live life. Now.
Because it can be gone, and/or you might face what Brittany Maynard faced.
Maybe none of this makes any sense. Maybe it does. I guess what I'm saying is life's too short.
And life's not fair.
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