If Not Now, Then When?

We all wait for perfect times to take risks, get married, have children, start new jobs, quit jobs, buy a house, sell a house, take a vacation, climb our personal mountains. There is no perfect time.

A client shared with me today that he is diagnosed at 47 with terminal cancer. He told me it wasn’t good timing. The RITA in me laughed out loud. She is the fun girl that lives in me and comes out at inappropriate or appropriate times. I told my client when he asked “what would you do?” A tall order.

All I could think of was I would trade in my horse in the race. I would get a horse that liked to run and buck a little. I’d hold on and know I was really living in that moment.

What would you have told him?