I wonder...if not for my kids and friends...well, I guess I won't even think about it.
I am fortunate. Now 55 years old...and I have the best support group possible. My daughter saw me smiling the other day and asked me why I had that smirk on my face. I told her it's because of how old I am and who my friends are. She, by the way, is one of them. We are quite a diverse group and age has no meaning. Me...the oldest and Kim...the baby at 26.
Here's what I know for sure...we will be there for each other. Always.