A Middle of Sorts

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Jul 21, 2017 · 2 min read

I’m 31 years old. My 34 year old brother is getting married at the beginning of next month. My 73 year old father just got news that a good friend of his has cancer.

New lives beginning. Old lives finishing.

This is life.

People my age (did I just write that?) for the most part are expected to ‘have things going’ or are ‘on the right track’.

Bullshit. Most people don’t know what they are doing most of the time. They have a good idea of what they should be doing, but don’t do it as much as they should. Myself included. Or maybe I’m just being frustrated.

People have their habits and routines. Like any other human.

Effort is good. It’s better than not doing anything or doing the same bad shit all the time.

Most of the people I know from my social circle (the one created, developed, moulded, and maintained, from back in the day) is filled with marriage, babies, and long term relationships. If it’s normal it’s the thing to do, right? Everyone else is doing it.

My father’s social circle is almost gone.

A good old friend of his died of a heart attack. That man’s son since then has looked at my dad as a father figure. 3 more friends of his have died of cancer or health related issues. Older men do happen to die sooner. For whatever reason.

I’m in the middle. I will see my friends less and less. I will have to rely on them less and less. This has been the case for a few years now.

It will continue until I start to lose friends. Or I myself am a friend that will be lost.

If you have friends that long consider yourself blessed.

This is life.

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