Weird is planning your kid’s bat mitzvah, studying for the bar exam, talking to your friends like everything’s fine, and making arrangements for your death all at the same time. When I first saw this house I said I would die here. It wasn’t what I meant at the time. but it turns out I was right, nonetheless.
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I agree that it’s quite weird. Especially when you’re trying to plan for things to run as smoothly as possible after your death. I wonder if it’s a feeling similar to retirement or stepping down as CEO from a large company.
Well, her bat mitzvah’s this Saturday. Then she leaves for camp two weeks later. I’ll catch the bus right before she comes home so she doesn’t have to deal with it while she’s with her friends during the summer. I’m actually not planning for the stuff that comes after. I’ve let go of that. Since my soon-to-be ex-husband considers himself the expert of all things and will not agree to terms that will allow my daughter and me to keep the house, he can take over.
Are you still here?