Nothing is more certain than death — so why does the approach of death always surprise me?
People die of cancer every day. The disease is so common that most of us don’t even think much about it. I certainly don’t. Even though I had breast cancer more than 10 years ago, I still don’t think about getting cancer and dying from it. And I don’t think about it happening to my friends.
I have a friend who had a routine cancer screening — a lung scan — about a year ago. He was a smoker, so it was supposed to give an early warning if there was anything wrong.
The scan showed what could be a couple of small tumors on his lung. After a biopsy confirmed it was cancer, those two small nodules were removed through surgery. Then he went through months of chemotherapy. And now he’s had another scan to see whether it worked.
He found out this evening that the cancer has metastasized — to his lymph nodes and his liver. And now that I fear death might be coming for him, I don’t know what to feel. In the end, nobody cheats death.

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I don’t claim to know the solution, but the modern church has failed
Attention word nerds: March forth, to celebrate National Grammar Day
Until I can have the family I need, I’ll spend my Thanksgiving alone
Why is real love so hard to find? Look into a mirror for the culprit
If we disrespect skilled trades, we’re ignorant and arrogant fools
Why am I disappointed in others, when my secret sins lay hidden?
Time to face facts: Most people don’t really want individual liberty