A shock last Friday evening, word that Sweet Bear's other brother died. Very much unexpected, he was 79. He had not been feeling well, and told his girlfriend he was going to bed early and if he wasn't feeling better soon he would see his doctor. She checked on him the next morning and he was dead on the floor of his bedroom. He was very private about his health, evasive in answering questions, so we really don't know what all might have been going on.
What does this make me contemplate?
How many more years do we have?
A reminder that for most of us our life expectancy, is longer than our good health expectancy (by two or three years on average.) So have fun while you are well enough to do so.
I booked airline tickets to return from next springs great adventure the other day. Airline tickets across the pond are expensive next May, and one way tickets are more expensive than round trip tickets (we are taking another cruise across the Atlantic.) After due consideration, and despite my feeling that I was spending needlessly, I booked Saga Class, aka business class / first class on Icelandair. Bottom line was spending probably an extra $1,000 over the back of the bus (economy, coach, aka steerage.) I felt guilty about it, then a couple of days later we are reminded that we are not going to live forever, and when you are dead the extra few dollars don't make a difference. You are dead just the same.
Another short trip for a funeral is coming soon.