Everything is related!

Long is related to short. Pain is related to joy. Happiness is related to unhappiness. Knowing is related to ignorance. A mountain of million years is related to a tree of thousand years is related to a human life of a hundred years and is related to a flower which lives by the day and hours. Comparing my life with the life of Earth makes it seem extremely short but comparing it with a flower, I am long lived and I can make every possible flower on Earth jealous. "How can you live that long?" But then how should we measure our life? By its length? Or by its achievements? By its quality? Or by how many friends he made by day? Or simply by contrasting one life with another, and then conclude that "Oh! your life is better because you have done more with it in the same length than I have."

To me, every life is unique! We are all different. Even though everything is related to one another, and everyone is related to another life, we are still unique.

As soon as cancer hit us, we seem to focus more in the length (quantity) of our life versus the quality of our life. We try very hard to find ways so that we can life longer. Meanwhile, we may have forgotten that we are sacrificing our quality of time. There are often debates which argue if an elderly lung cancer patient should go through a big lung surgery? It's hard to say as we never know what exactly is the result, or worse, it's often combined with emotional decisions and many other body conditions of the uniqueness of each individual. Or using me as an example, I came for the spine surgery in order to have my pain under control, but no one expects that complication here is my swallowing issue (in fact al the doctors still say it's a mystery) In circumstances such as this, we have to "stay cool and start learning" again. Learning how to take care of our body.

*Canucks played a wonderful game last evening. It was 3-3 all the way to the playoff. It was the last (3rd) score when Luongo covered the puck with his full body, but his body rolled into the goal line and finally the judges said "it's a goal" when most of the audiences like me still didn't even see the puck. It was a nice try!