I went to the market this morning with Aaron and Jessica. We met a friend whose mother had died at 96. I had met the mother at the granddaughter’s wedding about six years ago. A very lively woman, she was taking a walk in the woods by herself before the wedding (which was in lovely Cape Breton) and continued to play tennis at home in Colorado with her friends. So Aaron asked me just now how long I think I will live. I still have a bit of things to do before I go. I can only hope that I will be in as good form as my friend’s mother.
Posted by leya at April 24, 2004 05:56 PM