By Janice Croze
46 today. I am still here, baby. I have more pounds and wrinkles than I want. But I am still here — and I will never be as young as I am today!
My dad died when he was 56 of a brain aneurism and his dad died at 42 of a brain aneurism.
My dad was always sure he would die young – the age his dad died a marker he couldn’t ignore.
Just as my dad did, I can’t ignore the marker of my father’s early death.
56.
Only ten years older than I am.
