We never know

My youngest sister played golf until recently with someone who was found dead in his backyard hot tub by his son. He was only 50 years old. 

We never know when our time is up. 

At 62 I take nothing for granted and see everyday as a gift. I look ahead to nothing other than seeing where my life takes me in the moment. Yes, I have a routine which grounds me but also a lot of flexibility which sees me appreciate the little things in life more than ever. 

I overheard the barista this morning talk about the funeral he had just attended for a 58 year old which prompted me to write this post. 

As a transgender person I knew I needed to get to where I am now except that for the longest time I didn't know how. I just knew that losing my father to lung cancer was always there playing in the mind. He was only 60.

Its also why I retired at 60 because we just never know.