Sandy Supposes....

My Time Is Up?

May 19th Prompt:One year left to live. Would you change anything? What would you change and why?

         So, this is happening. My time is up? I'm not being renewed for another season? Huh, this is unexpected and disappointing. Three-hundred and sixty-five days do not seem like much.

         Well, the first decision I would make involves food and the enjoyment of all things food. It's said that you can't take some things with you, but I want to take my current body as is, current weight and all. Why fret about calories, or diet, or exercise more? There is no tomorrow for a sleeker, more flexible, stronger me. Cookies, cakes, pastas, whatever, I shall enjoy them.I will taste and savour more cuisine.

         I am not wasting my precious time and effort on a second knee replacement. That first experience ate up valuable time in recovery and rehab. Why endure that pain again? Let the surgeon find another candidate. For my final year, a limp is good enough. I do not plan to run anyway.

         My whenever has arrived. No longer will I postpone more travel. The bucket list will become a reality. My family will be invited to accompany me on fantastical trips that encompass the globe. Why not a month per continent?

         Of course, my journals will be finished and stuffed with all my memories and musings. Once again, I will request/suggest/demand that they be read and shared.

         Everyday will be celebrated as another final party/celebration. Stories and jokes are a must to gain access. There is always time for more laughter!