Im 29 and in september i will be 30. Ive gone trough up's and down's just like everybody else. I learned my trade from my father who works with me till this day he is 30 years older then me so he will be 60 in september. We have worked together for the past 3 years. Last year i started to notice him slowing down had to be hospitalized twice and have surgery. That was surprising since i had never seen him in a weak moment. He got a little better after that surgery but since then has gotten sick a handfull of times and knee and back. We were never that close even after my only brother passed away and we always bump heads im just like him so its kinda funny that we bump heads as much as we do. But just watching him struggle day and day out to work its a sad feeling that overwheelms me. I remember him telling ne years ago once people you grow up watching on t.v. or listening on the radio start dieing you know your getting old im at that step in my life. Ive always been an old soul. Life made me grow up fast. I worry about my familys and my future alot i guess thats what getting old is just worring about everything but your self.
Just a thought about life a tribute to my father hes not dead but a way thank him