This is a tough topic for me. When I was younger, I was an HIV/AIDS peer health educator. I went out and taught members of my peers about HIV and how to protect themselves. I didnt know that many people that were positive but a few here and there.
Wasnt until the last 4 years that one by one very, very, very good friends came out positive (4 now). The epidemic hit home. I always care, fought, about HIV/AIDS issues. But when it happen to someone who is extremely close, it takes on a whole new meaning.
One thing I learned that some of my HIV positive friends served as the biggest inspiration to me. That showed me that HIV is not a death sentence but a new chapter. One said he started living when he found out that he was positive. He appreciate everything more and enjoying each momment for what they are worth. The sky is bluer, the birds sings louder, the air is crisper.
Sometimes I dont know why I'm so positive and upbeat about life. I have no reason to be extra happy on certains days but I do. Now looking back I think that msg was unconsciously ingrained in me. Through those who decide to live, allowed me to live. For that my life is richer, deeper, and more meaningful than ever before. For that I will always be grateful.