it took me fourteen days...

Fourteen days was what it took me to finally blog about what happened two years ago on Valentine's Day.
These past fourteen days were a life-changing experience for me. I realized that 'the world ends with you' was actually right. You need to expand your boundaries as far as they could go. I never did that. I was fine in my little world.
That was, until fourteen days ago. I began seeing the world differently. Even though I still cringe every time cancer or some life-threatening disease is mentioned.
Two years ago my cousin, Danny, died of cancer. His funeral was on Valentine's Day. I will never see that holiday the same way. For me, it's just a stupid holiday that I never liked celebrating in the first place because no one would give me flowers or anything. But now, it's a stupid holiday that shouldn't even exist.
Not that I'm hating on the people who live for Feb 14th.
It's just that...
I don't know. Really. I'm saving my money up so that I can make a donation to the Dear Jack Foundation. Andrew McMahon has really inspired me. He also had leukemia.
I hate talking about this because the thing is...back then I didn't know how I felt about the situation. When people asked me 'how I was doing' I couldn't answer them. I gave them the generic 'I was sad' response.
But now...I feel, I don't know. With a resolve. I want to tell people now. That life isn't forever, that eventually you're going to wish that you didn't hold back.
So now I ask, that you live your life to the fullest.
Do it for those who couldn't.
-Angie