So imagine someone you love very much....someone like a parent or child, a spouse or best friend....was diagnosed with a terminal illness. I'm talking about the kind of illness that has no course of action, no hope, guaranteed fatality. All the doctors give your loved one six months to live....max.
Would you want to be told immediately about his/her impending death so you could savor every moment of the following precious months even while you began grieving, worrying yourself sick and making deals with God and the devil at the same time? Or would you prefer to be kept in the dark until the last possible moment so you could maintain some semblance of normalcy without the pain and anguish of losing them a thousand times in your heart and mind?
If you think about it, there's only one right answer....
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