Imagine

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Just thought I should tell you.

In my alternate life,
 I wake up one morning, without a headache.

At first, I just sense something is different, but it's such a shock, I can't identify what has changed.
Then it hits me.  My headache is gone.
Two years.
And it's gone.

I make my coffee and sit on my corner of the sofa.  I don't fire up my lap top.  I don't pick up the newspaper (truth is I never read the newspaper).
I just stare straight ahead.  My mind is whirling, and at the same time, it's blank.

Eventually, I get up and start my day.  But it's hard to concentrate.  I want to believe this is true.
But I wonder.  Is it a fluke?  Is it a pause in the action, only to return times ten?
Is it real?
Is it possible?
I am delirious.  I am scared.  I am confused.

Suddenly, I remember what my life used to be like.  Without a headache.
How foolish I was, to have taken this for granted.
How lucky I was, to go through my days with nothing pressing behind my eyes.
 I had it made.
I didn't know.   I had no idea.

 Two years of a headache, two surgeries, headache returned.............now if that's not an education, I don't know what is.

I know now that life is tenuous.  It can't be trusted.  Change is the only thing you can really depend on.  People change.  Times change.  The weather changes.
Feelings change.  Intentions, too.  We get older.  Accidents happen.  Good health doesn't last.
Youth doesn't either.
Today is all we own.  And it's gone before we know it.
Every day that we embrace is a day no one can ever take away from us.

 In this life.
Tomorrow: another MRI.