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I am 24. I guess when I was a kid or a young adult, people dieing never really seemed real to me. It always seemed like my parent's friends, someone I had met once or twice. I have only had two relatives die, my great grandma and my great uncle.
But now that I am having adult conversations with real adults, people that are between 30 and 60, it seems different. Granted I don't even REALLY know these people, it is not like I spent tons of time with them, but for some reason it just seems more real when someone I have known dies. About a month ago a guy that I had known from job interviews and being a family friend died, he was close to 50 and had a heart attack. He looked reasonably in shape, which is the wierd thing. Then yesterday I found out one of my professors has a degenerative desease and will be completely paralysed in a year and probably has three total years to live. His hair isn't even completely gray yet.
But now that I am having adult conversations with real adults, people that are between 30 and 60, it seems different. Granted I don't even REALLY know these people, it is not like I spent tons of time with them, but for some reason it just seems more real when someone I have known dies. About a month ago a guy that I had known from job interviews and being a family friend died, he was close to 50 and had a heart attack. He looked reasonably in shape, which is the wierd thing. Then yesterday I found out one of my professors has a degenerative desease and will be completely paralysed in a year and probably has three total years to live. His hair isn't even completely gray yet.