Matters of the heart
At age 25 (well…almost), I can call myself middle-aged.
Not exactly what you expected after reading the title to this post, eh?
Well basically, what spawned this post was my dad’s first heart attack (yes, he’s fine) at age 50. My grandpa, his father, died of a heart attack at 55.
So as you can see…this entire side of the family does not have a tendency to live very long; so I am now at my half-life. Fun!
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