Life is fragile because it is finite; our lives are not endless, but they begin and they come to an end.
We can lose loved ones in a split second, major changes can happen on a whim and there are many, many things outside of our control.
That is what makes life so fragile.
If anything, Huntington’s disease (HD) has taught me not to take life for granted. When I first learned of HD being in the Marin family I could only think about how unfair it was to Lora, Marcia, Cindy and John to have to live in the shadow of HD; living at risk with a 50/50 chance of inheriting the mutated huntingtin gene from their mother. With time I came to realize that knowing my world could change overnight was a gift and I began to live MINDFULLY each and every day and I never took John, our life, our love for granted.
I share my experience in my blog today as a reminder that, “We are fragile creatures, and it is from this weakness, not despite it, that we discover the possibility of true joy.” Desmond Tutu (South African bishop)