Dy­ing but full of life

Friday - - EDITOR’S LETTER -

It’s a sit­u­a­tion that we all hope never to face – a doc­tor break­ing the ter­ri­ble news that we have only months to live. Just the thought fills me with ter­ror and I’m sure I would fall apart.

I know I would cry, I would rage at the in­jus­tice of it, and then I would hope­fully try to make ev­ery day I had left count. I doubt that I would – like Jack Ni­chol­son and Mor­gan Free­man’s char­ac­ters in the hit movie The Bucket List – start trav­el­ling around the world, go on a road trip or start throw­ing my­self out of aero­planes to tick off my ul­ti­mate to-dos be­fore I die.

But I’d hope to have the courage and no­bil­ity of ter­mi­nally ill cancer suf­ferer Dianne Freeth, who de­cided that in­stead of a fu­neral she would or­gan­ise a party to cel­e­brate her life. Given just six months to live, she in­vited all her loved ones, friends, neigh­bours and even the nurses treat­ing her to come to say good­bye. As she says in her story on page 26 it wasn’t a sad party – it was full of love and laugh­ter and gave her the chance to say thank you to all the people who had touched her life.

I dare you not to be moved. Un­til next week,

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