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My grandma is in her nineties

So?

So it is fascinating.  Not that I particularly care about my own mortality but what I find rather strangely inexplicable is how a woman who produced three children in meager circumstances and then subsequently led a very limited life in terms of travel, eating variety (or lack of) food and likely not being exposed to things like the internet or mobile phones or Twitter or apps to order food managed to survive.

Not in the best of health - she cannot see for the past 10 or so years but nonetheless has been able to be self sufficient for the most part - is not on a hospital bed  - has seen a fair share of family turmoil and drama and can survive.

Something about the human genome I suspect is very complicated even for today's science to  compute and therefore what we think as advances are merely scratching the surface of our understanding as it relates to life expectancy.

It would be interesting experiment to actually go and interview people like her and see what their childhood was made of and what sort of life experiences they had that may have a clue to their current state.

I recollect my mother telling me that her long term memory is also remarkably intact.  The ideal situation is to not take samples of their blood but try and decode the journey of these individuals to see if it can provide insights into the way they went through their teens, schooling (if they did) and how they migrated into a married life and what they did to keep it together.

I think (of course I may be way off on this) a big part of their longevity and calm confidence came from not wanting much.  Being happy with the way things were - perhaps happy does not begin to actually describe their emotion - its just an acceptance of facts.

I think our generation - or lets say me - is too me oriented - and frankly already has an obtuse sense of entitlement which causes all sorts of distrortion in reality.

I would chart her up next to the Buddha - btw am reading about him as seen from the eyes of (someone I rather not read - but hey trying out a new theory that one has to tolerate any idea from anyone regardless of evidence) a Chopra.

May her soul (living today) continue to live in peace.
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