Had a dementor ask me today how on earth I could go on holiday "at a time like this". Reminded me of my mum.
She got cancer. She was told there was nothing they could do. Just give her palliative chemo. To give her a bit longer.
First thing she did was book a holiday. She had 3 weeks to wait for first chemo so booked and went for a week.
My aunt asked her why she was going and wasn't the insurance cost really high.
My mum just said that as long as she could afford the insurance and that no one ever lay on their death bed wishing they'd had fewer holidays
That's my new mantra.
She also had a trip to the theater not long after she started her second round of chemo against doctors advice as she could "pick anything up" again she said "I'm not going through all this to give myself more time to lock away in my house. I want to live before I die".
I often wonder what she would make of this madness.