Good Timing

I'm doing a funeral tomorrow.

The deceased, wife and mother of three, was killed when the motorcycle she and her husband were riding hit a deer. If you're keeping track, this is the third deer/motorcycle fatality in about as many years that our town has dealt with.

Anyway . . . I was speaking with the husband today as we were getting everything ready for the service. She had been battling cancer for a long time. As it turns out, she had just received her final Terminal diagnosis a few days before the accident.

Given the choice between 6 months? 12 months? 18 months? and a motorcycle accident . . .

Timing is everything, and the husband is actually very grateful for this.