You ever stand at the edge of something huge and impossible to wrap your head around? What are your thoughts, do you analyze it to death or jump, grow wings in flight or does I can’t show up and living in that stagnant pond become reality?
Letting you know most of the time we deal with what is given to us, not like there is much choice in the matter. What you do have control over is how you react to it. Cancer was set in her lap then she said "yeah, yeah yeah, I have places to be."
People to see... Planes to ride... and jet setting to be had.
You know what a woman of her age should be...? what ever the fuck she wants.