Last summer, I cut my neighbor lady's lawn. She did not have long to live and none of her adult kids, including a son who was living with her, would take the time to do it. She really appreciated it and it was never a bother for me because I enjoy cutting grass. Over the winter, I asked her if she wanted me to continue, and she said yes if she was still alive. She died in April and now the house is for sale. No regrets and I learned some lessons about how to approach death. I know this might sound a little deep, but you can learn a lot about life just by mowing a lawn. There is something that I find peaceful about it. It makes you look inside yourself.