“It is pancreatic cancer” a doctor recently told a fellow watercolorist who is an email friend of my wife. “One year” followed the announcement of pancreatic cancer: one year. How would it feel to get that kind of prognosis? It can happen. It can happen tomorrow.

Chasing Horizons: A Journey Worth Taking | Sixty And Me
If we were the pilots of our own flight of life’s fulfillment and meaning, would the Universe choose who would accompany us on our journey? Let’s see. There would be a flight crew, a co-pilot, passengers, the occasional hijacker, terrorist, and a ground crew that would keep us safely soaring


