With my oldest sister and mom passing about a year apart, it hit me in the face. There is just me and my other sister now. I was the one who picked my sister up to come home from the hospital for in home hospice care. Neither of her kids were willing to do it. Talking to her with a diagnosis of 6 weeks was tough. (She made 3).At 64, I'm beginning to lose more and more people. It's certainly different. I look closely at the obituary page when I read the paper......what's up with that? But I really identify with your "own mortality" statement.
And then I think of my dad, who as a Lutheran pastor had to bury so many of his friends and parishioners....and his own parents and older brother. Now that would be tough. I gave his eulogy, and it was one of the most difficult things I've ever done.
