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For the past few months I've been really stressed out thinking about what the hell I'm gonna do with myself whenever either of my parents die. I'm getting to the age where people's parents are dying, and I seriously don't understand how they go on. Such a large piece of me will be buried with my father. I'll never be the same after that.
My dad's had this ring with a diamond embedded in a stone that he always wore when I was kid. He bought it when he moved to georgia. He gave it to me the other day. Said "I was gonna wait til I was dead to give it to you, but I figured 'why wait?'" It meant a lot to me. I'm not really a jewelry kind of guy, but I am sentimental. It meant a lot to me.
I think a lot about being the oldest son and it being my duty to have a son and pass on the family name.
The older I get, the better my relationship with them becomes and the more I dread about losing them. I have a finite number of days left with them in my life, and I'm panicking while I'm watching them blow away like sand.
My dad's had this ring with a diamond embedded in a stone that he always wore when I was kid. He bought it when he moved to georgia. He gave it to me the other day. Said "I was gonna wait til I was dead to give it to you, but I figured 'why wait?'" It meant a lot to me. I'm not really a jewelry kind of guy, but I am sentimental. It meant a lot to me.
I think a lot about being the oldest son and it being my duty to have a son and pass on the family name.
The older I get, the better my relationship with them becomes and the more I dread about losing them. I have a finite number of days left with them in my life, and I'm panicking while I'm watching them blow away like sand.