Growing up I was an "old soul." My parents (Aunt and Uncle that raised me) owned a bar and restaurant. My Dad and Grandpa lived in the back of the establishment so I saw them both on a regular basis. My biological parents married and divorced 2 times! So, I just grew up fast and was very mature by the time I got into high school. I had what later I learned "emotional intelligence." I was always concerned about a persons feelings? There were 2 older ladies that lived next to us on my street. I visited them almost every day. I learned a lot about history just listening to their stories. They both had been teachers and were sisters. Neither married. They told me that in their era, if you were a "working woman" it was frowned upon to be married and also work. They also liked to travel so I learned a lot about different countries and states. Then, one day I went by the house and no one was home. I found out later that night that they both had passed away? It seems they both acquired Pneumonia and had passed away the same day. I was very sad but they had prepared me for their death. This is because they would talk about the beauty of making a life of purpose and when that purpose is fulfilled, they would be with the Lord. When you have a purpose in Life, it is rewarding.