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Both my sisters are gone (one hit by a car, the other a meth overdose a year ago), and both my parents. I've got no one on my side of the family left other than nieces and nephews.
I tell everyone "I'm the last of the Mohicans".
As I get older I think more about my expiration date. Whether I'm alone or with others isn't the biggest issue for me, I just hope I can face it without embarrassing myself. And I hope someone is there to take care of my dogs. Seriously, I think about that a lot.
Being born and dying is something we all do. It's the time in the middle that counts.
Welcome to my world.