Caution: Fragile.

Death is patient, death is deep;

Death is slumber, peaceful sleep

Death is equal, death is kind

Death's of subtle, cunning mind;

Death caught me once, how could I forget

Dear Lord, please do not let death take me yet.

My life is fragile.

A string, a feather, a blade of grass -

Easily stepped on, snuffed out, blown away.

All of our lives, so easily broken.

Sometimes we forget, sometimes we remember.

But our lives are also so much stronger than they seem.

Each of us, imbued with a passion to live, a love of life.

Don't ever lose that passion.

When I first got diabetes, I felt like I had.

I had my life, but it hardly seemed like a life worth living.

But that's selfish.

There are so many people who prayed for me, who loved me, who took the time to tell me they care.

It would be selfish to not have a passion for living, to face life with the same drive and courage that I always had.

And I will face life like that - if for them even more than for myself.

Whoever is reading, please don't ever forget that God loves you.

That God made you special, that the reason you are alive right now, at this very moment, is because God has a very special plan for you, a plan made just for you, a purpose that ensures that your life is never in vain.

It could be something as great as changing the world.

Or something as simple and poignant as falling in love, which changes the world in its own little way.

You are here for a reason, a reason that no other person here on his Earth is alive for.

Cherish it.