Suggest a correction. I'm gonna get all the people I love, go rent a private jet--this is no time to think about expense or the ozone -- Get out the Amex, shove all my women on a plane and fly west.
I will stay up all night with them but I see their sleepy eyes as now its close to 2am. I would start with my gratitude prayer, my morning mantras, make my bed, read my daily affirmation. You are never alone. I will confess all my sins and pray earnestly to God to forgive me. I shared this piece with my daughters.
And each of us will be given the last 24 hours to live.
Then I would make breakfast for my girls, give them the biggest hugs and kisses and tell them to get ready because at noon we need to start getting ready for a party — the celebration of My Life.
I will ask forgiveness from them from all my mistakes and for all the times I missed with them. Develop a prayer practice, meditation practice and yoga practice.
I would tell Tommy this is going to be my last class so he better Bring It. Now, with travel time I'm still left with I tuck each one in a give a kiss on the forehead.
She has the time of her life, wipes out violently, smashing her face on the rocks, but isn't hurt in any way -- we get it all on videotape and have it Fedex'd to "America's Funniest Home Videos," in hopes that after I'm gone she can win the ten thousand dollar prize.