A young English girl, Alice Pyne, died of cancer a couple of days ago. On January 12th. That doesn’t really make her special. People die every single day all over the globe. From all sorts of things.
What made her special is this.
She knew she was going to die and it wasn’t going to be of old age. And she faced it head on and lived every single day. Not with her head in the sand, in a state of denial or a woe is me attitude.
Alice had a bucket list. And she checked them off one by one. Except a few. One was to attend an affair in May. Not going to happen.
Another one was to have every eligible person register with a bone marrow center in their country. She worked tirelessly in this.
She started a charity that would provide free holidays for families with a seriously ill child.
Alice left something behind. A legacy.
People will live all over the world because she raised her big voice. And folks registered.
Families will get to spend much needed vacation time with their very ill children. Because she knew what it was like. The stress on families. Emotionally, physically and financially.
The other item on her list that wasn’t completed was that she wanted EVERYONE to have a bucket list. Write down the things you want to do in your life. And make them happen.
So, you see, she was a special girl. She lived more in her seventeen years than many people that have lots of years behind them and the luxury of years ahead of them.
Her bucket list can be completed even after her death. Register with a bone marrow center in your country.
And make a bucket list.