What it's like to be told you're terminally ill.

On being told "it's pretty far along", and the feelings and the thoughts and planning and all the crap that now I have to do. Come along with me if you want. It should be an interesting ride.

IF YOU WANT TO E-MAIL ME: CHEYENNECO@AOL.COM

I'm looking at everything as if I'm seeing it for the last time, which may well be true, and it gives me such appreciation for things I've taken for granted all my life. But looking at things for the last time allows me to see a lot of them for the first time, if that makes any sense.

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Tue Jun 29

@OKWhatnow

Bless your heart! You were in the area, sort of, for a wedding, and drove another hour to get to my house to “set a spell” and visit for the afternoon. Jake the Wonder Dog enjoyed romping around in the yard with you and I for sure did enjoy getting to know you, interrupted though we were at times by the Hospice nurse.

People like you make the world special for people like me. God bless you.

Good luck with your music, and your life. :-)