I’ve followed Mark’s battle since that first thread.
Anyone who’s done the reading knows that his prognosis of foreshortened life was a virtual certainty, but instead of descending into himself and becoming a supplicant to his condition, he accepted the endless rounds of chemo with stoicism and dignity and embraced his life and opportunities with even more vigour and bullishness – appropriate given his bovine implant.
For this, I found him – a man I have never met – someone to admire. Mark inspired me to be braver in my own life in many small ways and I hope that by influencing the life of a stranger, something of his spirit, no matter how small, will endure by what I do, and what I learned from him.
Those who know me well know that I don’t believe there is an after-life, but I wish there is, because I will shake his hand and thank him for making me a better man by his example.
I’m off for a little weep now.