·Martha Russell·
One of my patients，a successful businessman，tells me that before his cancer he would become depressed unless things went a certain way. Happiness was“having the cookie. ”
If you had the cookie，things were good. If you didn’t have the cookie，life wasn’t worth a damn. Unfortunately，the cookie kept changing. Some of the time it was money，sometimes power，sometimes sex. At other times，it was the new car，the biggest contract，the most prestigious address.
A year and a half after his diagnosis of prostate cancer he sits shaking his head ruefully.
“It’s like I stopped learning how to live after I was a kid. When I give my son a cookie，he is happy. If I take the cookie away or it breaks，he is unhappy. But he is two and a half and I am forty-three. It’s taken me this long to understand that the cookie will never make me happy for long.
“The minute you have the cookie it starts to crumble or you start to worry about it crumbling or about someone trying to take it away from you. You know，you have to give up a lot of things to take care of the cookie，to keep it from crumbling and be sure that no one takes it away from you. You may not even get a chance to eat it because you are so busy just trying not to lose it. Having the cookie is not what life is about. ”
My patient laughs and says cancer has changed him. For the first time he is happy. No matter if his business is doing well or not，no matter if he wins or loses at golf.
“Two years ago，cancer asked me，‘Okay，what’s important? What is really important?’Well，life is important. Life. Life any way you can have it，life with the cookie，life without the cookie. Happiness does not have anything to do with the cookie；it has to do with being alive. Before，who made the time?”He pauses thoughtfully.“Damn，I guess life is the cookie. ”
生命就是小甜饼
玛莎·鲁塞尔
我的一位病人，是一位成功的商人。他告诉我，在他患癌症之前，凡事如果没有确定下来，他就会忧心忡忡。对他而言，幸福是“拥有小甜饼”。
如果你拥有了小甜饼，一切都一帆风顺。如果你没有小