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I didn't have to think too long about this one. I'm not terrified of spiders or snakes, I'm not afraid of heights, or of the dark.
My biggest fear has always been that I would get a phone call saying Jim had been killed while off on a motorcycle ride with his friends. He often came home, bandaged or needing time to recover from broken ribs, but he never made a big deal out of it, and was always ready to go again.
He was such a dare devil!
He drove too fast and laughed at me when I would ask him to pull over for a few minutes so that I could take a photo and catch my breath.
He often thanked me for not standing in his way him and letting him live his life, and I don't think he ever knew of my fears or how I had to clench my teeth or turn my back to his antics.
I often had to take a deep breath or look the other way.
And in the end, it was cancer that I should have been most afraid of.
