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Sobering Thoughts Before Morning Coffee

There are 9 years left to the next decade; 79 to the next century. I found a fun time-based site, counting down the remaining seconds until the next minute, the remaining minutes until the next hour. Look at how much time I have.

I clicked over to see who was my age now back when I was born. Andy Warhol! But Andy Warhol was old. I’m not old. And he’s dead. I’m not dead. Gabriel García Márquez? But he died in 2014. David Bowie was only 27 when I was born; Freddie Mercury 28.

Which means I’ll likely be gone when all the kids born this year are in their late 40s.

A sobering thought to start your morning.

5 comments

1 Working mom of 2 { 10.26.21 at 1:57 pm }

I do this type of thing all the time in my head…I think of some famous person from my youth that seemed really old, and then I figure out how old they were then and it’s always like 30s-40s…as in younger than me now…I just went to that site and 😬 and Frank Sinatra and Orson Welles were my current age when I was born

2 loribeth { 10.26.21 at 4:28 pm }

It was kind of sobering when I turned 60 earlier this year, and realized I was 20 years past my 40th birthday (which doesn’t seem like that long ago)… and just how old I would be in ANOTHER 20 years…!! Yikes!!

I clicked over to your link, and Marlene Dietrich was 60 years old the year I was born. And still looking pretty good at that point, I think! That makes me feel a little better, lol.

3 Sharon { 10.26.21 at 7:02 pm }

I’ve often thought about the fact that when my sons are my age (50), I will likely be dead (since I’d have to be still living at 91 not to be). It is kinda depressing.

My paternal grandfather was born in 1893. As a kid, I was always fascinated by the fact that one of my grandparents was born in the prior century. Now my sons have a similar situation: they were born in 2012, and all of their grandparents were born in the 1940s.

4 a { 10.27.21 at 6:38 pm }

I’m just counting down the months til I’m eligible to retire. It’s 42 right now.

5 Mali { 10.29.21 at 1:37 am }

Well, thanks a lot Mel! I’ve just turned another year older, and a milestone birthday is now too close for comfort. I don’t want to think about these things. But they pop up unbidden sometimes, and a too scary. Just like something that came up a while ago that reminded us that 2021 is the same length of time from 1980 (which doesn’t seem that long ago for me, lol), as the start of WWII. Argh!

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