2 to 3 Years

Seems like an innocent enough phrase. I mean it could be the plan you have to purchase a house...or a car. Or plan for having a baby, or an awesome vacation...
But when those words are attached to the word cancer...a different light is shed on the subject and a shudder goes down your spine.
My Mother-In-Law Sandra heard those words this week. What started out being a large lump in her breast ended up being stage 4 cancer and 2-3 years to live. We are still reeling from the shock. I am trying to be the strong supportive wife, but lots of times it has ended up with Eric consoling me and helping me. He is such a caring man. I don't care what anyone thinks of him...I know he is a good man...and loving and sweet.

So with chemo and radiation the Docs have said the 'average' person will live 2-3 years. Mom Hahn says she wants to be better than average...and I want her to be as well. I am selfish and I want her around longer. 
I have been pondering the thought as of late...what would I do if the Doc told me I only have 2-3 years? What would I do differently? What would I leave the same? Would I keep the same friends? Live in the same house? Eat more chocolate? Eat less chocolate? What would I do...what would I REALLY truly in the depths of my soul do? And if in fact I would live differently if I were dying in 2-3 years...why wouldn't I do that now...live better...love stronger...speak softer...all the stuff from that awesome country song...
Why wouldn't I do that now? And so I decided....I am. and I have made it a Family Project. The Hahn Family Experiment...live like you are dying...sooner rather than later.
My first thought? I would take less naps. I want to live life to the fullest. And that would start with less naps.
From the ashes of sadness and supreme pain comes the lesson, the learning, and the growth. And the very great thing is that we never have to walk it alone. We always have the Savior with us.
And for that I am grateful.
Let the change begin...