Ace POV Seventy two. That's how many years I lived this life so far. At eighteen I thought I would be lucky to see thirty and now I've seen so much more. I wish I could say it was all good. That after Alley and I found each other again that everything was just happiness and perfection, but that wasn't life.Our first heartache was losing our daughter when she was seventeen in a car accident. Alley could barely breath for what seemed like years after we buried our child. I would relive all the horrors my father handed me over and over to never have to experience that pain. Our seven other children keep us going though. We had other's depending on us and we had to push through the heartache for them. Show them life was still worth living, despite the hole we all shared.My Nanny passed shortly after our daughter. She battled her lung disease for years and I knew she was in immense pain but she held on. Losing one of her great grandchildren I think pushed her to the end though. She told