A couple of weeks ago, I turned 39. I really didn’t think too much of it, but something has just struck home with me.
Last July, my best friend lost his father. Last month, another dear friend (Candy, an occasional commenter as well) lost her father. And this week, an ex-girlfriend with whom I stay in touch lost her mother.
By another rather fortunate coincidence, all three managed to see their parent shortly before their passing.
They’re all a couple of years older than I am, but it brought to home that I am in that age group where we are going to start burying our parents.
It didn’t occur to me, because my parents had me when they were in their 40’s themselves, and have been gone for over a decade. But these friends of mine are a bit more conventional, and their parents were in their 20’s and 30’s when they were born.
It’s times like this that helps put things in their true perspective.
Update: For his attempts to turn EVERYTHING into a partisan attack, including the losses of some people very dear to me, and general asshattery above and beyond the call of even trolldom, muirgeo has earned the application of Olaf The Troll God’s Hammer and been banned. I have blocked both his home and work IPs (yes, muirgeo, I know where you work, and if any of your colleagues enjoy commenting here, they have you to thank for their inconvenience).
If anyone would care to argue against this action, feel free to e-mail me at jaytea (at) wizbangblog.com. If muirgeo himself would like to appeal it, he is also welcome to write me — I could use the laughs.
Droog, you’re choosing a very poor example to follow.