You may always be a part of my life. I will give you that. But you will never define me. You do not make me who I am. I will have good days and I will have bad days but that is okay, because no matter what I will wake up every day and value the beauty of life that you shielded from my view for so long.
Each little tweak, each warning sign, if ignored, can turn into a chronic pain. I don't have time for chronic pain. So I learn to pay attention sooner, fix the problems, and do the preventive maintenance. That way, I'll get to keep sailing this "old boat" until -- one inevitable day -- the wind dies.