I once thought that I was within hours of death after being told that weeks was my prognoses but was on the table in the OR as they began a craniotomy. Since that moment three years ago, I have not been able to shake the notion that death is imminent. The concern has not kept me from moving forward but I doubt that I have been as clearheaded and focused as in the past. As a result, I have this nagging feeling that there are missed matters and I hate being disconnected! So I need to connect more with my kids, they keep me in the now!