It comes in little waves,
Lapping at the shore,
The first time they all started having sex,
The wedding invites, then the babies too,
The birthday parties celebrating 30, 40,
On and on it goes until
The posts all change to something dark,
The ‘she will be sorely missed’ appears
And people clothed in black.
It comes to all of us, eventually
But always faster than we thought.
I saw another Facebook post announcing that someone about my age died yesterday. I wasn’t close to her so it’s not that I’m feeling immense sadness, but the shock is still there.
We used to swim together when I was a teenager so we did spend hours in the pool every week, and everyone in the squad felt a little bit like family. And the fact that she was so young; it all combines to create a very sick feeling in my stomach.
It has also just made me think that life is rolling on so quickly and that is frightening to all humans. There was a time when everyone was excited about having sex for the first time, then there was a flurry of invites to weddings and baby showers. Now we are reaching our forties we are having lots of big birthday parties.
I’m scared that more and more people will start to disappear now. Noah is going through the teen years and has all that love and excitement to come. But hopefully I’ve still got a few more years left in the tank.