Living.....truly living

"Everybody dies, but not everybody lives," is the personal motto of a friend of mine. The sad truth is, it's hard to really live; to chase one's dreams, achieve cherished goals, almost all of them adrenaline-pumping dangerous and none of them conventional. Instead, most of the time, all the what if's, those fears, whether they be real, imagined, hereditary (Jewish mother ones), or whatever, run us.

But then, you hear of such an awful really senseless death like Natasha Richardson's. A beginning bunny slope skiing lesson, a fall, bump on the head, and then brain dead. It hurts the heart to process this and is scary too, as if such a random fate could be contagious.

But there is another mantra to live by: " When it's your time, it's your time." As fatalistic as this belief is, at least it has the potential to move one forward on the journey, letting go of the handrails.