...People die at all ages...

"20. When my son was six he said, “We don’t know how many years we have for our lives. People die at all ages.” He said it without anguish or remorse, without fear or desire. It has been healing to me to accept in a very simple way that my mother’s life was 45 years long, that there was nothing beyond that. There was only my expectation that there would be—-my mother at 89, my mother at 63, my mother at 46. Those things don’t exist. They never did. / 21. Think: *my son’s life was 22 years long.* Breathe in. / 22. Think: *my son’s life was 22 years long.* Breathe out. / 23. There is no 23." -Sugar; Dear Sugar