My sister, Dale, died at the age of 29. So, three years later, when I made it to the age of 30, I heaved a huge sigh of relief and said to myself, “I’m still here.”
|ALL-ABOUT-ME DAY 2015.
AT HOME ON THE BEACH IN LOS BOLICHES, FUENGIROLA, MÁLAGA.
My father died five years after my sister. He was only 60. I may have outlasted Dale but I often wondered if I’d outlast my father. I’d lecture myself about positive thinking and the self-fulfilling prophesy. I’d win some battles but, admittedly, I never won the war.
Well, I got through all of last year, today is my 61st birthday, and I’m here!
Lord knows at least I was there…