Last night DH and I were discussing which choice to make on one of his past-job retirement pay-outs. We were talking like "Okay.....if you live 10 more years", and "if I die before you do", and "what if we both die at the same time?" Anyhow........it was a bummer for both of us. I can't think about death too much.....it just overwhelms me. I know we all have to prepare (or not) for our eventual deaths, but it was just very unpleasant. I feel like at 65, we're now on the start of "walking the plank", and every year we get closer and closer to the edge.
Maybe this should be in the spirituality forum, but I didn't feel comfortable putting it there.
I suppose the silver lining of talking about it is that we (hopefully) are aware of how wonderful it is to be alive each day. We will make the financial choice and move on. (closer to the end of the plank....haha).
It was just a very strange thing to talk about.......to guess how much time we might have left. And I understand that nobody knows how much time they have left.......not a new-born, not a teenager, not an old person. But still, it's a bit uncomfortable and distressing.
I just needed to talk about it.