As I edge towards my 60th birthday, I can’t help but to start thinking about my mortality. In my 20s, 30s and even 40s, I think I felt so invincible. Aside from the achy right hip, even now I work out every morning to Jillian Michaels Ripped in 30 or 30 day Shred or a Firm workout but I still can’t help but think what’s in store for me in the coming years.
My mother died the day before her 65 birthday from brain cancer. Not a cancer that she lived with that traveled to her brain but out and out Brain Cancer. Glio-blastoma Multiforme. The most aggressive cancer that begins within the brain. Nightmare. Diagnosed January 31, 1987 and died April 4, 1987.
So I can’t help but think.