My father might be headed to the happy hunting grounds to be alongside my mother, his wife of 50 years shy one day. Part of me thinks he has been waiting to die since her passing some 11 years ago. I thought he would have gone soon after my mom but he hung in there despite what his wish might have been.
If I look at my father’s lifespan I try not to think it’s just 22 years left for me because I am not far behind him. Of course I don’t want to be melodramatic, because I have been much more active than my father ever was. That by itself doesn’t give me a longer lease but I can dream can’t I?
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