My paternal grandfather almost lived forever... he was 67 when I was born and lived another 37 years, though only about 33 of the last batch were truly "quality" years.

Sadly for me, 2013 will go down as the worst year of my life, almost without regard for what happens next. I already whined here once and will not repeat things, but funerals are not my favorite haunts and I am beyond all filled up on my quota. Things have gotten anything but better and I lost two more friends this month alone.