It’s getting Shorter & Shorter.

It’s getting Shorter & Shorter… what is ? …

“Life” is… year by year, day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute… yep… most don’t think about it, but life is getting Shorter & Shorter with each passing moment… each passing breath.

Got an Email from a good friend that started with the thought … “In case something happens to me”

So I wrote:

Had me worried for a moment.... "In case something happens to you" .... WHAT? ....

( nothing to worry about, just a thought for the moment)

I remember I once posted a entry to my blog.... mentioned that one reason I was blogging was to leave a record of my thoughts etc behind, so others could read them after I was gone.... you know, since they didn't have the time while I was still living.... or for the grand girls to read when they grow up... you know, we all have to go sometime... and somehow it’s amazing how many of life’s daily moments are lost forever to your family.

Friends wrote me... you okay.. sick or something ? ... not going to jump in the ocean or something? ( I can’t swim) ... had to reply... "nope" ... just thinking of going skydiving and hoped I remember to pull the cord, and pull the right one.... or don't pass out from freight... you see I have a fear of heights and a fear of falling... maybe I shouldn't try skydiving.... try something less risky... like... Dominos. Okay... Dominos.

Every once in a while my thoughts come across the fact that I might not live forever... funny how that happens... now that I'm older…. silly me.

But... going with the odds and averages, and family stats...I find comfort that I should live for 89 years, 4 months, 18 days, and 7 hours. I will pass away at peace with the world having corrected all but 1 regret in life ( I accepted the other 3 or so, so they don't count anymore ), I will have a smile on my face and a song in my heart... and have random thoughts of delight up to the very end. I also find comfort in not believing in reincarnation... I'd hate to return as a hamster or something... or a fish in a fish tank... or a snail... yuck. I will also have the good feeling that I've always tried to brighten up others day... especially Shelly's. The End.... pardon the pun.

One regret is not knowing more and actually, knowing very little about my families life prior to me being able to see it for myself. Little about parents before I was born, less about grandparents, and almost nothing before that about family. Only a few old photo’s with a few notes scribbled on the back. Photo of my great-great-great grandmother, that was born sometime around 1850. Basically 99 & 44/100’s unknown. An old photo of a gravestone from a “Hanna” that died fighting in the Revolutionary War… I can only assume that this photo had a special meaning to one of my past relatives, and it was passed down over the years, but beyond that, still all unknown, and only questions… that will never be answered.

Thoughts, feelings, beliefs, and the memories of their lives untold and lost forever. Kinda sorrowful when you think about it. Beyond my parents and one grandfather, I know almost nothing of their lives, and I guess my thought is… will I be the same way to those that follow me? Sadly, probably yes.

But perhaps a little bit more of me will survive beyond me, than what my family left for me.

Here’s where a time machine would really come in handy… maybe that’s the whole origin for the concept of a time machine… just to go back and learn things that have been lost in time. I’d make the journey.

So, coming full circle, my blog lets me record a bit of myself, for others to read now… and later… so they know who I am, or was, so that perhaps they won’t have as many questions as I do.

I hope they care enough to want to know, before I am lost forever in time myself. Who really knows, who really cares, until it’s too late. I guess no one really thinks about it until they themselves get older, and it’s too late to do anything about it.