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But hey, maybe we can do find an orphaned-captain-America-fans get together on some lonely Christmas eve in the not too distant past.
Yeah, I think I made myself sad now.
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I'm not sure I understand what about your situation would prevent you from have a full, meaningful life even after your parents pass.
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If nothing else, there is such a thing as a chosen family.
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Well, yeah, I'm pretty sure that's what OP means when they say "non-blood family like the Avengers". Sounds like they haven't found a chosen family yet and are worried that they will be alone once they outlive their blood family.
And an anecdote regarding ages: a former classmate celebrated her 18th birthday the same year her father turned 70.
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(Anonymous) 2014-12-16 01:04 am (UTC)(link)I'm managing OK, I guess, but although I'm married I'm also childless. That was by choice; but there'll be no passing along of genes to anyone, nothing to mitigate the sense that they (and I) will be forgotten in a generation.
TBH, I try not to think too much about it. It saddens me.
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(Anonymous) 2014-12-16 12:11 am (UTC)(link)'But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity. Who can but pity the founder of the pyramids? Herostratus lives that burnt the temple of Diana, he is almost lost that built it. Time hath spared the epitaph of Adrian's horse, confounded that of himself. In vain we compute our felicities by the advantage of our good names, since bad have equal durations, and Thersites is like to live as long as Agamemnon without the favour of the everlasting register. Who knows whether the best of men be known, or whether there be not more remarkable persons forgot, than any that stand remembered in the known account of time? The first man had been as unknown as the last, and Methuselah's long life had been his only chronicle.
'Oblivion is not to be hired. The greater part must be content to be as though they had not been, to be found in the register of God, not in the record of man. Twenty-seven names make up the first story and the recorded names ever since contain not one living century. The number of the dead long exceedeth all that shall live. The night of time far surpasseth the day, and who knows when was the equinox? Every hour adds unto that current arithmetick, which scarce stands one moment. And since death must be the Lucina of life, and even Pagans could doubt, whether thus to live were to die; since our longest sun sets at right descensions, and makes but winter arches, and therefore it cannot be long before we lie down in darkness, and have our light in ashes; since the brother of death daily haunts us with dying mementoes, and time that grows old in itself, bids us hope no long duration;--diuturnity is a dream and folly of expectation.'
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My parents had me when they were older, just like yours. When I was growing up, it was common for people to think that they were my grandparents. My actual grandparents, like yours, have all passed. My aunts and uncles are starting to go, and I have doubts that my mother will survive the next five years.
My husband, meanwhile, has Crohn's and colitis. It's very likely that he'll contract colon cancer, and if he doesn't, then it's a fair bet that he'll still die long before me.
We move through life constantly surrounded by death. And it hurts, and it is absolutely frightening and heart-rending to imagine going on even after those we love have passed. But what we have, in the interim, are beautiful moments, and life. And life is worth living even after loss, because as long as you're alive, there's still someone to give voice to the memories of those who have gone, and there are still opportunities to love again, and opportunities to gain back a piece of what you're missing.
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(Anonymous) 2014-12-16 01:09 am (UTC)(link)The distaff relative was over 100, and a real sweetheart - I'm going to miss her a lot. Although she was surprisingly healthy for a centenarian, she'd lost virtually everyone she'd ever cared about. But she chose to made the best of it, by being kind to others, volunteering with her favorite charities as much as her mobility issues allowed, and not taking anything for granted. She was a great example :-)
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