The good thing is I'm turning 35 in a month. Pop the confetti. I was sitting outside with her in their garden in complete disbelief that life has come to this. It's almost funny. She's my age and we've been going through pretty much the same things at the same time since we were 17. I started to list all the health issues I've been having, the permanent ones and the current ones. Days went by. Children grew old. Earth finally boiled. Madonna dropped a new single. I almost even shocked myself with how long I was going on about it. She had some follow-up questions (as she should), but she was pretty much aware of most of them already. Then she did the same. Humanity moved to Mars. Madonna had her first grey hair. We sounded like two 80+ women just casually waiting for death on a Saturday afternoon. Then we slowly (back pain) proceeded back to the living room to watch more what-can-a-car-drive-over-and-what-sound-it-makes videos with her son. We were not forced to. We...