Anna Swabey sadly lost her fight against cancer today, just a day before she was due to get married. She set up a blog to write about her journey and set up a fundraising campaign.
Isn't it weird that we all know that we are going to die and that life can cruelly be cut very short even, and still we waste so much time on unimportant things. News like this remind us how precious our life is and nonetheless are forgotten shortly after. Is it a coping mechanism of sorts? How would we live our lives if we were conscious every single minute of every single day of its finite nature?
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