What fraction of life am I in if I am talking about for the last 33 years of my life? (Assuming I am going to live until 100. My Great-Great Aunt Minnie and my Great Grandpa Boldt both lived until 100. I spoke to my grandma today with the thought in the background she is going to be 90 this year. She asked how old I am. I am 37 this year. My Great Aunt Clara is 91 if I am not mistakened. I am not just talking one-sided. Lifespan longevity exists both maternally and paternally. I have gotten pretty good at drinking 64 oz of water nearly daily.) So if I am doing the math right...in the first 1/3 of my life I have felt befriended. Being befriended feels like someone knowing for themselves while saying to me without a word, "You are the friend for me." I, strangely, feel protected. One way I have heard Jesus defined is, Friend. I am being the best version of friend I can be given the circu...