Late last week, my sister in law lost her father, it was both unexpected and tragic. He was a very nice guy and he loved his family and his new grandbabies. This loss has shaken both Hubs and I because it made us realize that we will be in that same boat one day. Hubs lost his mother a number of years before we met and had some experience empathizing in a different way than I. Yet, the two of us realize that as we are getting old so are our parents. Since I only see my mom and dad a few times a year, I am often struck about how much older they look each time that I see them. My father in law also is getting older and has started to mention that his eye sight i getting weaker. It is not easy to see, in fact, I try to deny that it i happening even though I know it can't be denied.
I have a number of friends who have lost one or both their parents. It amazes me how they were able to deal with that because it can't be an easy thing. I know that my dearest friend still has issues about that and it comes bubbling up at different points where it leaves her in tears.
Basically, I am thinking (or maybe preparing) myself for the eventual day where decisions have to be made, decisions that I don't want to be made (thankfully they are decisions that all our parents have made via their wills).
I guess it is making me feel more grown up than I want to be.