A friend of mine said something today in response to
something that I said when I said that it changes a person
when their parents pass. It was brilliant what she said…
yes, we are now the adults in the room.
I have noticed that it makes death more real, closer.
But that clearness of death, and proximity does not bother me.
I am not afraid of death aside from the moment.
If I am brave I see it as inevitable.
You might have thought I was going to say a transition or a path.
That is true. But it feels more like inevitable.
But not in a way that makes me dwell on it.
Perhaps.