Thanks for your kind words. Good luck with the ongoing challenges of illness. And good luck with your new book.

Kind regards

Terence

For those ‘dealing’ (I hate that usage!) or living with terminally ill people, recognition of this fact is vital: the energy deficit is immense; and irrecoverable. You go to bed, sleep for hours – and wake up feeling worse. There is no cure for that. It worsens daily.

But if you can do things, then DO them, because there is never going to be another chance. And even half a chance is better than no chance at all, right? You bet it is!

I’m writing my second book – only because I still had so many ellipses unused after I finished my first one. Again, it’s non-fiction; NZ history – which our universities think they own. I’m 70,000 words into it. It may not ever be finished; I fall asleep over the keyboard. I also have ischemic disease of the brain in the white matter, affecting my short-term memory. I make notes for myself and then can’t figure out what the hell they mean: I fear I might yet dumb-down enough to be a PhD!

No philosophy can work for everybody. But I’m equally as sure that, if you are terminally ill, you can either find or construct one that will work for you. I favour the latter approach myself, but others might not.

If death is the destination, remember: it’s not the arriving that counts, but the trip itself. As far as possible, travel first-class in your own mind.

Thanks, Terence, for a thoughful and considered review. Good luck on your own journey. I hope you get a window seat. (And have a good book to read; even if you have to write it yourself).

Now … I still have a book to finish and many as-yet unused ellipses …
Sigh …

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