Sitting in a paper dress in my doctors office I could tell by the look on his face that it wasn’t good news. I was told that if I didn’t make drastic and immediate changes in my life my days were numbered. My stress levels were through the roof back then, I was literally killing myself for money, a lot of it. I’ve never been afraid of dying but I don’t want to, I choose life.
After giving them half my blood I changed into my running clothes in my car and ran 18 miles home. With six months to live I had to choose my days wisely. I used the run to plan everything I would do before my big dirt nap. The one thing I wouldn’t even consider was giving up my income, I couldn’t live without it.
I took a one month leave and set out to get lost for a while, one month turned into two.
Somewhere in the process of it all I became wild. Money took a backseat as I found a new drug to replace it, living on the fringe.
I explored every inch of my soul, and a good bit of the country while I was at it.
Chloe and I became hermits, the clock was ticking and we had a lot of ground to cover.
We didn’t have any great expectations we just wanted to squeese every day out of our remaining life.
Six months came and went. We bought a little boat and took nearly a year to explore as far south as Mexico and all the way to the Keys and my second year came and went.
We climbed as many mountains as we could find.
We lived in a Teepee and bathed ourselves in a frozen river.
We kept sailing and another year passed.
We spent a year snowed in, deep in the woods.
We honed our survival skills and learned to live off the land.
We squatted in an abandoned clam plant while rebuilding a little sailboat.
We sailed more and yet another year passed still living every day as my last.
Ten years has come and gone, I’m still here and I’m still living every day to its fullest. Its been a wonderful journey with many hard times but also amazing in more ways than I can remember. Its Valentines day and this journey has finally brought me home. Home to a place I love, a girl I love and a life I still love living one day at a time. Every night when I close my eyes I wonder if I will rise to see one more day and every day when I wake I feel blessed for all that is placed in front of me. I look back on all these years and the ones before them. I now realize I wasn’t making enough mistakes. I wasn’t taking enough chances. I had listened to fools when they told me I couldn’t follow my dreams, live by my heart or realize my truest passion. If you were only given six months to live what would you do with your last days? If your not already doing it why not?
If you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.” – Albert Einstein