My father died 28 years ago today, killed by his second heart attack. Because I was born on his 28th birthday, today I am exactly his age at his death.
It's strange to think that, tomorrow and forever
afterward, I will be older than my father. I'm exploring uncharted lands.
I figure my genes have gotten me this far. To the
extent my lifespan exceeds today, I count that a dividend of all my conscious
choices for careful eating, weight control, exercise, and stress management.
I plan to enjoy it.