How do you keep cool, calm and collected while everyone around you is losing it?

I think for me the best way to answer this is by my age you have just seen so much craziness in life that you have to sort of take it in stride to have any sanity at all given the last 77 years I have been alive. So many people I have known have already died for one thing.

All my parents and grandparents and Aunts and Uncles and about 1/2 of my cousins and two of my best friends and old girlfriends and acquaintances.

So, learning to deal with a whole lot of deaths of people you know is important to be able to do if you want to live to old age.

So, dealing with your own mortality is important too. How does one do this?

I think everyone has their own skills but mine seem to have always been in the department of sort of being like Lazarus somewhat where no matter what happens to me I seem to always recover enough to keep going on.

It's really surprising what a person can go through and still survive here on earth. It surprises me every day now but it's also something I have gotten used to.

I have noticed that people who never have had any health problems at all in their lives often just drop dead at the site of any real health problems.

This has always surprised me the most in life almost more than anything else looking at people who have been just so healthy all their lives and then they are gone way before you expect them to be gone.

My own father was someone like this where I fully expected him to live to 100 and then suddenly he was gone one day at age 69 after being able up to above 5 years before this to always outdo me in strength and endurance to the point where I sort of saw my father as some sort of Super Hero who had been Valedictorian of his Senior Class in High School.

However, my bouts with death starting at age 2 with whooping cough I think psychologically prepared me for almost anything so I tend to go on even if everyone around me is falling apart and dying.

Why is this true?

I think God has invested a lot of time and energy in me and wants to keep me alive with Angels flying through my heart into the world to help people.

This is the only thing that really makes sense to me about all this.

Otherwise, how do I make sense of still being alive at age 77 after being forced to retire at age 50 with a heart virus or dying?

Truth is almost always stranger than Fiction.

I'm alive Only by God's Grace

By God's Grace