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Your Life is a Blip in Time, What’s There to Lose
I hope to live into at least my 80’s, I have this belief because historically my family lives to about that age and the my home country of Australia has a life expectancy of that ling approximately for men.
Now you may think that 80 years is a long time to make an impact in this world or for every action that you make to be memorable for hundreds of years to come.
But I don’t even know the name of my family members from 4 generations ago. You may say that’s a long time ago but in actuality they we the age to be conscripted into WW1. That means that they were born only 130 years ago.
I struggle to know their names and they were my namesakes, the descendants of their hardwork and procreation. If I can’t remember their names then I have no chance of knowing who they were as people. Their thoughts, their dreams, their achievements and mark they left on the world.
But that’s OK
Isn’t it fantastic that those anxieties that they surely had or the sense of enormity of a task that they felt or the concern over another's perspective of them means nothing to me and I am their descendant.
Now I know that some would say that I am being too nonchalant about these emotions. Yes, your’e probably right, I am, what I am doing though is…
