Sometimes there is such a sense of clarity about everything. It is hard to explain, but you can wake up and feel as though you have all of the answers to the world and they are so very simple. Yesterday was the anniversary of the death of my dad. It has been two years! All of the day was remembered in greatest detail as the date drew nearer. My sister called and we had a moment for him and my mom did a lovely memory poster that she sent out to friends and family. He is missed every single day. But also, his death has left me quite aware of everyone's mortality. As the oldest grand child to all of the syblings born to both sides of my family, I have already set up an attitude of matriarch of sorts. I provide sage advise, support and comfort to everyone who may need it. I remember the birthdays, the milestones and the holiday greetings. Getting older, I now consider how many years ahead is there of good health and moreso. how will I be called to support my aging parent and family members? Will we be able to do some of the things that we all still want to do? As I write this, I must add that I am not being morbid in my mind. I am being practical. Certain things are inevitable and I have to be ready to handle them.