It's interesting how fluid and everchanging life is...one day you're fine and the next you're sick? Alive today...gone next week. Though we make plans and hope for the future, there is nothing that can guarantee that we're going to see it.
My cousin's fiancee (they're set to marry January 30th) had a seizure yesterday. He had a cat scan, and turns out he has a growth on his frontal lobe. Today, probably as I am typing, he is getting an MRI to discover if it is benign. My mother said with his younger age (around 27), it is more likely for it to be benign...plus, with it being on the frontal lobe it is one of the better parts of the brain because of it's resiliency.
However, for my cousin, this must be harder than normal. We lost our grandpa just a week ago and though that was kind of expected, this situation with her fiance came out of nowhere. But that is why I have been thinking about how there are a lot of things we really can't expect, and though we want to think we'll be able to live as long as we want to...we won't always have that chance.
It's all we can do to hope and make our plans. And no matter how hard it can get, it's best to believe we will be able to keep them.