"Oh, my, god, that is.....I don't know what to say...." she said, her head now looking down while both her hands were wrapped around the beer mug. "It just sounds like such an amazing ability, I feel so happy for you, while it may seem like such a sad thing, sadness and happiness are just the same things, seen from a different perspective, wouldn't you say?" now looking straight at him, she was smiling at him, yet the tears were slowly streaming down her cheeks.
"Curses and gifts are no different, a curse can be used as a gift and a gift as a curse, people can have different perspectives on a single thing, some see it as a gift and some as a curse, but what should matter is what perspective YOU want to see it from," grabbing a tissue from the middle of the table and wiping her eyes.
"To me, being able to see somebody's time left....is far from a curse, in fact, it's something I wish I had as a child. My mother died when I was about 6-7 years old, if I had been able to see how sicker she was getting every day she had that smile on, I would have...spent so much more time with her, talk with her, play with her, laugh and cry, or simply just look at her smile, life is such a fleeting yet precious thing, to be able to see when one of your loved ones is close to having to say goodbye, that is a precious wake up call about what truly matters, and that is continuing to have happy and sad moments, feel pain and pleasure, spending your life with no regrets."