It was inevitable that it would happen at some point — but my dad died. He lived a long life, and generally a happy one — but in the last few years, he was in failing health.<\/p>\n
I’ve been fortunate that I haven’t had many close family members die up until now. This is in sharp contrast to my wife who lost her mother while in college, and her father 11 years ago.<\/p>\n
Losing a family member creates awareness of one’s own mortality. I’ve been fortunate: I’m healthy, I’m active, and so I haven’t at all been worried about when things will come to a close for me. But now I’m in a different place.<\/p>\n
I mean, if I live as long as my dad did, that’s a good thing. He was 94 when he died. That’s a pretty long lifespan. I’m hitting 60 this month. I’d like to think that I’m on track to live at least as long as my dad. But I don’t know.<\/p>\n
I guess at the end of the day, one must make the most of their time — so that when things finally end, they have no regrets. It seems perhaps an admission of mortality, but I’m thinking that I need to make a ‘bucket list’ — some documented checklist of all the things that I would like to do before I die.<\/p>\n
I guess I need to get that going.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It was inevitable that it would happen at some point — but my dad died. He lived a long life, and generally a happy one — but in the last few years, he was in failing health. I’ve been fortunate that I haven’t had many close family members die up until now. This is in … <\/p>\n