Everyone leaves

It’s a euphemistic way of discussing death. Back in May 1998 we had a fairly typical family gathering for David’s birthday. The immediate family was close enough (geographically and otherwise) for everyone to come. It’s twenty years later and most everyone who was old then is no longer in this world. The means and methods were varying. As I edited this event I was sobered by the fact that I am old now. It’s like most things. You don’t think about it. But you know life is not infinite. I appreciate each moment as much as I can. I think about the departed, miss them, and hope I will be remembered when I am gone. Remembered fondly would be a plus.