I've been thinking (YES, it hurts!), if the day ever comes and the docs tell me it's only a matter of time, I would like to have a farewell party while I'm still capable of having a blast.
I think I would like it to be the kind of party that a person moving to another part of the world would have before they emigrate. The kind of party with lots of music and laughter and drink and dancing and singing and hugging. And probably tears, but not too many, time enough for that.
You are all invited.
Date: Far In The Future.
Time: Do You Have To Ask??? :-)