A man after my own heart

Tonight I read about Randy Pausch. I love his philosophy on life. He died of cancer recently, but it never slowed him down. I can remember my father being the same way in his last year. He knew it was coming but was determined to live life anyway. He even went so far as to shave his head before he started Chemo so that he was the one in charge that. Living with the cancer was just a fact of it. I loved my father very much and to remember him to this day brings a smile. His favorite song, like Randy's, was "Time in a Bottle" for years it made me cry. I spent a long time being an Eyeore, although I'm really a Tigger inside. Most people would tell you that I never grew up. Well, why do we have to? Life is better with play, love, kids. Life is what you want it to be. We are each the masters of our own fate. I may have spent a lot of my time "playing" but I've enjoyed my life, met some of the most interesting people, and followed my dreams. My brother tells me best, "I love you NO MATTER WHAT." Why can't more people feel that way?