If I had Three Weeks

When D. told me about her dream of her idea of doing something fun with my last two weeks of life, I responded, “Oh, D. I only have two weeks left. If I had three weeks I would love to do something fun, but since it is just two weeks, I cannot.” WHAT???????

After that scene, I have made a promise that I will do something fun every week. Not every day, some days are harder than others, but every week I will be able to look back and smile about something fun that I did. When I die, I will look back and remember that every week of the second half of my life (yes that means I will live to be 112 years old) I did something fun.