Our lives are knee-deep in mystery. This day is given to us. It may be our last. We breathe. Let us not take that for granted! Of all the habitual things we do, that – breathing – will, alas, one day cease. Within an hour our lives can change forevermore. If this were my final day, how would I spend it? If this were your final day – and it may be – how would you choose to spend yours? We may well continue to do the things we had planned for today. But would our attitude change to anything? Would we have a different perspective?