QUESTION:

What would happen if you suddenly discovered everyone only had only an hour to live- right now?

This one has been my companion throughout life. I think it began when I read, a long time back... something about "If everyone found out they only had an hour to live, every phone booth would be full of people calling other people to tell them they love them." (That, there, shows the vintage of this quote!)

People have come and people have gone- the ones other side of the line in the phone booth and, later, my mobile. Then I had my boys. Their arrival changed everything.

Now? I would wake them, drive the short distance to the beach and sit; one arm around each. Talking or not. Hugging my most precious beings to me and, in turn, offering the comfort of a mother's embrace.

(That's all, except for three brief calls: "I love you, brother." "Ever yours lover, ever yours." "Graced to have known you, surrogate son of mine.")

What about you? How would you spend that final hour?