written by Carl Sagan, Cosmos
She’s only two months older than me, and a month ago she was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. She woke up blind one morning; her immune system attacked her optic nerve and the inflammation created a temporary blindness. It passed, but it was far from over. It will never be over for her. I listen to her describe how the injections that keep her disease at bay make her nauseated. It hurts her to walk, it hurts her to move, and this will be the rest of her life. She’s only two months older than me; I don’t feel so young and invincible anymore. What if there is some sort of biological ticking time bomb in my body, just waiting to make itself known? At what point is the naivety of youth replaced by the dread of mortality and disease? For her, this realization came a month ago. Eventually it comes for all of us.
The gift of the non-attached relationship.
written by anyone between the ages of 18 and 25
written by Lama Yeshe