"In October of 2003, my stepfather was diagnosed with lung cancer. He died 37 days later.During that 37 days, I helped my mother care for him at home, since he wanted to die there. Never having been around someone dying before, I didn't know what to do. The timeframe of 37 days made an impression on me. We act as if we have all the time in the world -- that's not a new understanding. But the definite-ness of 37 days struck me. What emerged was a renewed commitment to ask myself this question every morning: 'what would I be doing today if I only had 37 days to live?'" Patti Digh posed that question to herself with inspiring results.
