Unasked Questions

Woke up with a dream early A.M.: The adult-married-with-kids son of a fellow sailor who also sails had just announced that he had enlisted in the army and that his family was going to relocate to where he was going to undergo basic training. And that was going to cause my friends (my age) to also relocate to be next to them and their children and grand children. 

My reaction surprised me: instead of regretting the loss of two or three valued crew, I thought 'how nice to be able to do that'. How nice to be able to pick up and go to be nearer your children and your grand children. I found myself asking, would I like to do that. Could I do that? How could I do that?

Last night, the guys were sitting around and unasked questions were being answered and someone asked me if I were frightened of death. Unprepared for that turn in our conversation, I stopped to think. And not long enough because I mumbled something like, "No, what frightens me is the process of dying."

I should have said, I'm thinking at this juncture, that what really frightens me is aging. That really scares me. I just need to see that it doesn't scare me to death.