David, Condolences to your sister and to you.

When my father was in WWII, a bullet whizzed by his head, so close he could feel the breeze. He said he felt it was meant to him and he was just lucky to have moved at that moment. After that, he said, he was never scared of dying again, because he felt he was supposed to have died already, so each additional day was a gift.

That's a good approach to life. Like the older woman I met when I was in my thirties. She said when she got married, an older woman told her, "Live every day as if it's your last." So she thought a bit and decided she didn't want to spend the last day of her life vacuuming. As a result, her house was often untidy and dirty, but she and her husband were very happy because she spent a lot of time with him instead of the vacuum and mop.

Again, condolences to you both. Even when a person's time has come, it's difficult to lose them.