Then you realize “Why can’t I walk? Hes 110 and still drives to the store, pushes me around in my wheel chair, drives us to the beach and then I realize hes been eating right, living right, embracing every moment of life and so I start with some light weights, feel stronger every day and soon Ill be racing that dirty son of a bitch to see who gets to the car first which will determine who will drive that way that day” Who knows “Christina” the Bible has weirder story about many years of life but 365.2424 years is enough for me each life time- i need my beauty death time :-)