Also posted on HoF
This is personal.... but also general.
I am, as you know, a mother. My children are still quite young, at this age where life seems eternal and the future a promise.
I am 38 (almost 39), an adult, aware of the value of moments and the passing of time, futility. I know I will die, but it’s not on my mind. My love is older than me, twelve years, and this worries me sometimes for I know there will be years without him and I fear them.
My father died last year, at the age of 69. And yesterday my grand-mother, his mother died. She was 91.
Although I had not seen my grand-mother since the funeral alst year and did not have any close contact through all my life, I am very sad and disturbed today.
I just wanted to ask or to question: how dou see yourself in the line of generations? Because today I feel like I moved a line forward, closer to my own mortality.