May is the month of death apparently.
last year in the month of may we lost a great uncle, followed by a great aunt, followed by yet another great uncle. This may we recently lost the last remaining great aunt in the family. It becomes clearer that the past is getting foggier as we loose the oldest members of the family. The generations get closer and closer to our own and everything important that needs to be passed on now becomes our responsibility. Weird. I fear the day when i am the oldest in my family, and everything i have done will be a thing of the past.
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