at some point, grief becomes wonder

For a moment, I thought he was aging with said ages.

MFW an 85 y/o dies:

https://preview.redd.it/r4u6qmj49c6h1.png?width=326&format=png&auto=webp&s=9c3e1ff73c15bc7e3584ec625b69ecf79ce3ad57

Im now hands on head with a deep exhale age if I die

My great grandma lived to be 100 and my mom was still distraught when she died. Anyway sorry to be a downer lol.

OK, that kinda did make me laugh

Then wonder turns to what the fuck, then fear of vampires.

99999999999 😮😯😮😯

That was not the face everybody made when I died

My dad died at 55... that was not the face I had. It was this:

Not to turn this super serious of anything, but this realization hit me like a ton of bricks earlier this year and I literally had to bring it up in therapy.

I'm closer to 40 than 30. I've reached the age where someone dying goes from tragic to unfortunate.

Turning 30 was no big deal. But this? Woof. Sent me into an existential crisis spiral.