Week To Live )POST ON EXAM)

The diagnosis came in last night. I have a terminal illness that is going to give me only one week to live. 7 days.168 Hours. Wow that really puts everything into perspective. Some people would say they want to travel to places they never got to go to, some say they want to go back to there favorite places when they grew up, but me I just want to live my life like i have been. Its been the best of times and I just want to stay with the same routine. I want to go to work and then come home to my wife's best meal and my kids screaming for help with homework. But what I do need to do is get my kids and wife set financially. So what i think im going to do is talk to my boss about a bonus. If i get a nice bonus that could help them until she finds a job. So i go to my boss the next day about a bonus and he said "You know what Chris, Youve been our best manager yet, i think i can do that" and wrote a check for $65,000! "Wow.. Thank you Mr. Collins, thank you so much." "No problem Chris, its been a pleasure having you with us." He said, then I went to the bank and deposited it. After that i went home and talked to my wife to tell her about the news. She was happy and for the first time in a while she had a faint smile, but the reason behind the money quickly broke her down again. Since the news i hadent cried, eeveryone else had but me. But right there, standing in that kitchen a tear fell from my eye, then another followed and the flood gates opened. The news hadnt set in yet. Ithink because its me i hadnt realized the full situation yet. I started to see flashbacks of when my kids were born,when we got married, when I graduated from high school and college. Everything. Now im one week away from it all being gone. I spent the next couple of days with my kids, teaching them things about life and on how to raise a family. Telling them that everything will be okay one dad is gone and that they have to be strong and take care of there mother. All stuff that they want to hear but i know isnt true. The older, CJ, will be a good leader and help his mother. Hell hell help raise his little brother Andrew as well. On the 5th day i felt really sick and got admitted into the hospital. Shortly after I passed away. But that what i did in my last week, lived like everything was normal. Its what makes me the happiest.