I'm not scared of growing old, but I am. I have five brothers and dread that age when the first one of use dies.
I always wondered who it would be, which one? I can't bare the thought of it. I can't lose them.
But I never thought that today would be the day that we bury the first one of us. Not this young. Not with a full life ahead. It's hard. And unbelievable. How do you change your life now? Because nothing will ever be the same again.
The thing that I want to say is that enjoy your time and please do not take things for granted. I never did, but I still have regrets. You may fight with family, but at the end of the day, they are your family. Argue with friends and have drama, but in the end, you know who will be there for you when you need them.
Life is too short to not care about people.