My oldest son broke his femur skateboarding last year; he was 24. The first thing I said to him after his surgery was, “Bill, you’re too old for skateboarding!” “I know!” he moaned. (Miracles of modern medicine: he’s running marathons again only a year later.)
I miss my father a lot. His birthday is only a few days away. That’s why I’m so annoyed at the late Mr. Cash.
I’m sorry for your loss.
Best,
L
I’m with you. Once you have kids, GROW UP, or don’t bother having them. Similar, although not quite as much, if you have a wife, or living parents, or siblings, depending on how close. My parents told me to NEVER rent a car in a country like the UK, where they drive on the wrong side of the road - two of their close friends are dead due to that. I can wait - and find other options in the mean time.