‘Oh, I’m really angry with him! He’s gone to the pub for a beer with his mates.’
‘Is that so bad?’
‘Well, you know the doctor said his time is limited. They’ve done all they can with surgery and chemo; they don’t know how long but…’
‘What would you rather he did? Sit at home, wrapped in cotton wool and drinking green smoothies?’
‘No, but…’
‘He’d be miserable. And he’d only be existing. Perhaps it’s better to live; doing what he enjoys will make him happier, and maybe even healthier.’
‘You’re right! Let’s go join him.’