Sabrina is 66 years old and she has terminal cancer.

Her doctors told her she had a year to live if the chemo did not work. Five years if it did. It didn’t work.

Her one regret? Not having that deep soul connection. A best friend. Someone she could not wait to see. The person she could tell all her deepest secrets to. And do all the things – together.

She wishes she had dated more before marrying her first husband. She met him when she was 14. They had three kids together but eventually became roommates – all they had in common were the kids.

Then she jumped right into another marriage after her divorce. They adopted a little girl together, who is now twenty. That man, she said, was not a nice person. Cheated on her twice. That she knows of.

She is a fighter – not just physically. Sabrina protests. She shows up for what she believes in. She advocates. The Commonwealth of Virginia General Assembly noticed. In March 2026, the House of Delegates passed a resolution commending her by name – for her years of service, her advocacy for voting rights, women’s rights, justice and dignity.

When cancer came back the third time and she learned it was here to stay, she made a decision. She quit her job. She thought about all the things she hadn’t done yet, and she started doing them.

She learned to paint. She does tai chi. She brought yoga back into her life. She goes to the beach alone and just sits with it. She savors every moment with family. Every minute with friends.

She wrote a poem. She calls it *Do All The Things.* The last lines say: we can’t know the future, but please know I’m at peace. And I’ll be there until it’s goodbye.

Sabrina called me. She did this so her family and friends would know that’s she’s okay. And, so her kids will remember her this way.

Happy. Living. Doing all the things she loves.