…to watch a sunset, and know it’s your last. Would you curse it, as you would a life-ending disease, detesting the flaring colors across the horizon, like an extinguishing candle in slow motion? Would you blame the sun for not being there for you tomorrow, for there would be no tomorrow for you to have? Or would you gently greet that slow downwardly sun, soak in its colors in celebration of all the sunsets you lived before, and like a firework, end your day with exclamation?
You choose what your sunsets mean, and can choose to appreciate the moment you are in, from your first sunrise until your last sunset, and every day in between.