I get thousands of emails, letters and faxes every week. They can be funny, sobering, trivial, deep. Every once in a while one comes in that just takes my breath away. This is one of those:
“I am terminally ill with cancer. I AM GOING TO BE HAPPY EVERY DAY. Life is a very great gift. I am very grateful for each day. Even if all you get in life is one sunrise or one sunset; life is a fantastic present. I DO NOT FEEL GUILTY FOR MY HAPPINESS.”
She asked me not to use her name.