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textualdevianceIt's odd...
Usually when personalities you knew from childhood die, it's one of those things that's supposed to remind you of your own mortality. Yet all the death of familiar names in the last few years hasn't really done that. I've always been aware of my own mortality, I think, and comfortable with the idea that I'm going to die someday.
Instead, what I'm learning from this is that later adulthood is going to suck in a lot of ways because all these people I know will be passing away left and right. It isn't my own death that bothers me, but knowing that I'll be grieving near-constantly the older I get.
Usually when personalities you knew from childhood die, it's one of those things that's supposed to remind you of your own mortality. Yet all the death of familiar names in the last few years hasn't really done that. I've always been aware of my own mortality, I think, and comfortable with the idea that I'm going to die someday.
Instead, what I'm learning from this is that later adulthood is going to suck in a lot of ways because all these people I know will be passing away left and right. It isn't my own death that bothers me, but knowing that I'll be grieving near-constantly the older I get.
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I can relate; this all started happening to me back in the 'first wave' of AIDS -- lost the first four of my friends, then -- ALL AT ONCE....Before that, really, I guess..as I had a lot of friends that led somewhat dangerous lives..took unnecessary risks, shall we say. ODs, Car accidents, etc..
Out of our 'Where the Day Takes You'-type cemetary crew..our 'cast of thousands' -- our FAMILY; there are five of us left. FIVE.
We are all kinda wondering, 'Who's next?', you know?
I wish I could say it gets easier, but it doesn't.