The metaphor I've used is... somebody's going to push my family off a cliff pretty soon, and I won't be there to catch them. And that breaks my heart. But I have some time to sew some nets to cushion the fall. So, I can curl up in a ball and cry, or I can get to work on the nets.
I'm hanging in there, trying to spend as much quality time with my wife and kids as possible, and though it's very frustrating to know I won't beat the cancer, there's a great satisfaction in knowing that I'm walking off the field with no regrets.
Smelling a crayon takes you right back to childhood. When I need to go back in time, I put it under my nose and take another hit.
Pretty much any time I got a chance to do something cool, I tried to grab for it, and that's where my solace comes from.
I've said my piece. My time now is entirely focused on family.
Being successful doesn't make you manage your time well. Managing your time well makes you successful!