I am getting old these days. I do not have any serious medial problems, but know that one day my time will come. I am not that scared of dying, I just want to make sure that my family knows how much I love them before I go. Turns out that they feel the same way and have honored me in such a way that I didn’t think was possible. Last year they threw me an amazing part that lasted a whole week. Everyday it was some new way to honor me, including a memorial plaque for all the things they love about me.