That was my Stella.
Doc always wrote her off.
Everytime we left the hospital we went on a trip.
Traveled 9 or 10 times in her last year.
Her little body was done at 101 and 5 months.
People say “Sorry”.
I laugh and tell em she had it comin.
Death eventuallys knocks at the door.
It’s a Great Life if You Don’t Weaken.
Don’t take life so seriously. No one is getting out of this thing alive.
My Grandpa used to joke that he was going to reach 100 “if it killed him.” He died less than six months short of it, and I’m sure he’s STILL ticked off about it...LOL!