I have been thinking of volunteering with a hospice. One of the volunteer options is to help provide "one perfect day" for one of their clients. The client describes what their one perfect day would be and then the staff and volunteers try to make it happen.
Recently, I read on someone's blog that someone had seen St. Francis hoeing and asked what he would do if he knew he was to die at sunset. St. Francis said that he would finish his hoeing.
So often what people want to do as they are dying is reconcile with loved ones. So, why do we not do that while we have time? Why do we wait until there is no time for a relationship with those from whom we are estranged?
Shouldn't each day be one perfect day?