I've been incredibly lucky through my life. In lots of ways, yes, I've been incredibly lucky.
I spent a fair part of today at a local hospital, keeping a friend company while his partner (also a friend) had surgery. We're told that it worked out as well as it possibly could. So that's very good news indeed.
But I realized later that the likelihood is that even if I'm lucky enough not to be sick myself, the fact that my family and friends are aging about as fast as I am means that I'm likely to spend more time in the future hanging out in hospitals.
I'm mostly okay with the whole middle-age thing, but right now, the future looks sort of crappy.
Recurring realizations of mortality.
ReplyDelete/Comfort (as you always so kindly give me.:) )
ReplyDeleteThis *is* hard...my father had his 65th birthday this week, and I've felt uneasy about what it symbolizes all week...