How short is a life?

I was working tonight, browsing the net for a brush stroke of all things, and stumbled upon a painters blog. Having written recently, the artist was bubbling with pride and excitement that he had painted and had been part of the rediscovery of a once thought extinct magestic bird. Lovely piece of work. I clicked through to the wildlife group, and there on their homepage was a new obituary. The artist had died - only two days ago today of pneumonia. Quite sobering. Yet his site, his talent and thoughts live on.

Mortality is a major theme in my life. Strangely when I was young I thought I would only live into my 30s…bizzare but true. I’m here now… I’ve always been aware you should make the most of life. Live, and let live. And yet I know I haven’t made the most of every day. If today was my last day, where would I want to be…