to make good on that promise I made myself so long ago. I will be the one to die young. I will be the first among so many family and friends to embark on the greatest adventure of all, the one that involves traveling beyond this life into the next. Were the choice mine, I would stay longer, to watch my children grow up and to age with my husband, to bury my parents, to see more of this life that I have loved so much. But the choice is not mine. It has never been mine.
