Am I the next to go?

It's your time when it's your time. Not before, not after.

Case in point: A KC-135 crashed at my base, killing all aboard. Fortunately for one individual who was supposed to be on the plane, he cancelled at the last minute due to other duties. Unfortunately for that same guy, the plane crashed on him, killing him anyhow. Fate is a fickle master.
 
Just enjoy yourself. You could have a bunch more years or you could die some time today. Who knows.

Me? I don't worry about such things. I do worry about not having enough bacon for my sandwich tonight.
 
I am the oldest of my clan. It is not for me to know the hour.

Some perspective;

My eldest daughter is disabled and lives with us. I help provide for her.
She is spiraling. Her osteoporosis, Celiac Disease and liver disease are rapidly advancing with no cures in sight. She suffers and I am virtually helpless.

It gnaws on me greatly that I might outlive her.

There are quite a few members here that have had to bury a son or daughter. That is a form of anguish that I hope to avoid.

We rejoice in each day He has made.
 
Who knows. My dad went to 82. His dad was in his 70s. My mom is 90 next month. I had an uncle who died at 38 (cancer.) You just don't know, so don't fret. Live each day as well as you can, and be nice to people. Live like it's your last day, hopefully it's not!!
 
I turn 74 in a couple of weeks. Lost my older cousin this summer. I think I'm the oldest one left. Lost two others last year, both younger. The clock ticks at different rates for all of us. Live life day-to-day, and enjoy every one.
 
My brother is 3 years younger than me. Back toward the end of November 2001, he was having a heart attack in the middle of the night. He went into complete cardiac arrest in the ambulance. The EMTs hit him with the paddles and brought him back. The Moses H. Cone Memorial Hospital performed a quintuple bypass on my brother.

What was the outcome? My brother and I watched the solar eclipse together this year. So even if it seems that all is lost, it might not be the end. Enjoy every day that you're looking down at the grass.
 
My maternal grandmother died at 100 years, five months of age. On her hundredth birthday she got the question, "How does it feel to be a hundred?" She just looked sad and said, "I never asked to be 100."
 
"No one here gets out alive."

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My brother’s wife passed away unexpectedly last Monday, 64 yrs old. I travelled to Oregon to be with him at a difficult time. I told him I need him to stick around for me and to not succumb to the grief or think his time has come. My 4 other siblings will be traveling the next several weeks to keep him company to get him over the rough parts. Hang on for as long as one can and think about the good things in life. I know it is easier said than done, but it beats the alternative.
 
I lost my brother and then my father less than a year apart. My dad always said that the only way to avoid these difficult times is to be the first to go. He lost 2 sons and 2 wives before his time came and has been a great example for me.
 
I am 70, I feel extremely blessed that I have made it this far in excellent health. My wife is also in fairly good health. We are active, have no physical restrictions and our minds are still clear. After 45 years of marriage, kids, a nice life together, we truly have nothing to complain about and few regrets. As we age, "the end" is something we try not to dwell on, but obviously something that will be a reality.

I know there are many here older than we are and I hope they have enjoyed their lives as much as possible. IMHO, laughter, fun times with family and friends is what it is all about. Try and not put things off - we never know what tomorrow has in store.
 
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