On the Jewish calendar today is the 26th anniversary of my father’s death. So much has happened since 1994 and I always wonder if he had lived longer how would our lives ibeen changed? Maybe not at all and we will never know.
But he was only 68 when he died and I’m now 66. And I don’t feel as though I want to go any time soon. I know we are never promised tomorrow. And I know I’ve been through some very recent health scares. But I’m having too much fun and enjoying my friends and family too much. I still look forward to going to work. So I hope I still have many more years. Keep going keep doing. And always remember Nothing is guaranteed.
