Slower Living

I have several fears.

Silly ones are clowns, snakes, spiders, you get the drift. However, my real fears (the ones that keep me awake at night) are more complex. I am terrified of aging and death. So much so that I force myself to not think about the future. I’m scared of not being a good wife to someone one day, or a good mother to my future kids. I am scared that the way I see my future in my head, will never become a reality. I’m terrified of being alone.

Just recently, I had an assignment in one of my classes where I had to interview someone over sixty-five. I had always been curious about the perspective of life from someone older than me and I have always wanted to do something like this. Pick the brain of someone who has lived countless years more than me and has learned and experienced more than I have. I went into the assignment thinking that it would be fun. I wasn’t prepared for the reality check that life was so fleeting.

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