Trouble is, they have been around for so much of our lives. We know we're getting older but somehow we don't think of them getting older. We somehow see them as immune to the ills that beset the rest of us; we don't think of them contracting a killer condition, especially when they keep it secret.
So it pretty well comes as more of a shock when we hear that they've gone, even when our instinctive reaction is 'But he's so young!' Yes, for me, late 60s is young. For someone who's only fifty (or younger) it's more - 'Well he was getting old.' *Sigh*.
Yes, they'll be missed; but they'll also be remembered.
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Date: 2016-01-16 07:22 am (UTC)So it pretty well comes as more of a shock when we hear that they've gone, even when our instinctive reaction is 'But he's so young!' Yes, for me, late 60s is young. For someone who's only fifty (or younger) it's more - 'Well he was getting old.' *Sigh*.
Yes, they'll be missed; but they'll also be remembered.