Life has a way of balancing things out. Just after receiving good news from my oncologist, I read a piece in the Times of London that puts reality into perspective.
Below is an excerpt from the longish but thoughtful article, which may be seen here: http://tinyurl.com/c62sr3
“All life ends in failure. However much you’ve laid aside for the package tour of an afterlife, it ends in failure: heart failure, failing eyes and limbs, the failure of bladders and balance, the failure of memory and hope.
“But it should also be a long moment of success — the pleasure of a race well run, the pride in a family born, nurtured and fledged, a validatory break on the bench to remember times transcended and misfortunes overcome or stoically subdued.”