Coming to terms with the fact that my mom is terminally ill has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done. There are days when she seems fine, and I forget for a minute that her days are numbered. But then, there are terrible days when she feels sick and is unable to get out of bed. These days are getting more and more frequent as time goes by. They are becoming the new normal in my life, and the only option I have now is to try to be as OK with this as possible.

But as I watch my mom get worse, I can’t help but think I need to live harder. What does it mean to live harder? CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING ON ELITE DAILY…