I had a friend once who was going to die. I was younger then and much more ill mannered and I asked him one day what it felt like to know. He stopped for a minute. I apologized profusely for asking.
I will never forget his response.
“Larry we all know. The difference between you and me is I believe it. When it happens I will probably be really scared and cry more than a little. I hope I don’t go with a lot of regrets. Days are more important than ever. I know I try a lot harder to live dying. I wish I believed a long time ago. I want to go remembering what I did more than stacking up all my didn’t do’s. “