Growing Apart
What scares me most about getting older is getting older and everyone around me getting older because with old age comes pain, discomfort, and, eventually, death.
As I get older, my family and friends will become more spread out, and life’s responsibilities may take over. I mean, no one really wants to stay in Ashland, NE, if they can help it. I myself would love to leave someday, but that’s a story for another day.
I worry that I won’t be able to keep up with them and our connections will grow estranged. And I fear that I won’t be able to keep up with their lives and passions and that they won’t be able to keep up with mine. I mean, Facebook is okay, but its not the same as being there, in person, face to face, heart to heart.
Then there’s the thought of being left behind or having to say goodbye to those I love, it is truly one of the most frightening, recurring thoughts I have.
I don’t want to be alone.