This certainly resonates with me, at the age of 86 as well. Jealous of Tucson, which I love, but comfortable in Ithaca, where two of my three children live, along with my five grandchildren, and as of next April (when, Bezrat Ha'Shem I will still be here), the anticipated birth of a great-grandchild. I will become Saba Raba then. I too think about the end, what I neglected, often about what I lost to cancer over twenty years ago, namely a perfect wife. But life goes on, the birds sing, and even in the terrors of the day (and there are many), I keep writing my poems, and making challah for Shabbat.
I believe in reincarnation. This death is just one among many, many until we get it right. What's right? I believe in the second line of the Shamah: to love God with ALL our heart, all our soul and all our might. I'm 83 and trying to gain such love.
A good death will follow, no doubt, your good life.
This certainly resonates with me, at the age of 86 as well. Jealous of Tucson, which I love, but comfortable in Ithaca, where two of my three children live, along with my five grandchildren, and as of next April (when, Bezrat Ha'Shem I will still be here), the anticipated birth of a great-grandchild. I will become Saba Raba then. I too think about the end, what I neglected, often about what I lost to cancer over twenty years ago, namely a perfect wife. But life goes on, the birds sing, and even in the terrors of the day (and there are many), I keep writing my poems, and making challah for Shabbat.
I believe in reincarnation. This death is just one among many, many until we get it right. What's right? I believe in the second line of the Shamah: to love God with ALL our heart, all our soul and all our might. I'm 83 and trying to gain such love.