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G.I.Jim wrote:slucero wrote:you just remembered her.. that's paying respect.
Where's the "Like" button? Couldn't be said any better.
scarygirl wrote:Part of me wants to go to the funeral to pay my respects, but part of me thinks it would be odd since I hadn't seen her in 20 years.
Don wrote:scarygirl wrote:Part of me wants to go to the funeral to pay my respects, but part of me thinks it would be odd since I hadn't seen her in 20 years.
And being dead, she won't care anyway. What's the point if you haven't seen her in 20 years? Would you be doing it for her or for yourself? If there was no connection between the two of you for two decades, going to her funeral isn't going to change anything. If it was someone you were extremely close to and had a falling out with, I guess you could go as a way to sooth some type of guilt complex but seriously if any other school acquaintances die, are you going to go to their funerals too? That would only be fair, right?
150,000 people die every day. Give this particular one 30 seconds of silence if you want and move on.
scarygirl wrote:Don wrote:scarygirl wrote:Part of me wants to go to the funeral to pay my respects, but part of me thinks it would be odd since I hadn't seen her in 20 years.
And being dead, she won't care anyway. What's the point if you haven't seen her in 20 years? Would you be doing it for her or for yourself? If there was no connection between the two of you for two decades, going to her funeral isn't going to change anything. If it was someone you were extremely close to and had a falling out with, I guess you could go as a way to sooth some type of guilt complex but seriously if any other school acquaintances die, are you going to go to their funerals too? That would only be fair, right?
150,000 people die every day. Give this particular one 30 seconds of silence if you want and move on.
You're right. I just find it sad is all.
No Surprize wrote:scarygirl wrote:Don wrote:scarygirl wrote:Part of me wants to go to the funeral to pay my respects, but part of me thinks it would be odd since I hadn't seen her in 20 years.
And being dead, she won't care anyway. What's the point if you haven't seen her in 20 years? Would you be doing it for her or for yourself? If there was no connection between the two of you for two decades, going to her funeral isn't going to change anything. If it was someone you were extremely close to and had a falling out with, I guess you could go as a way to sooth some type of guilt complex but seriously if any other school acquaintances die, are you going to go to their funerals too? That would only be fair, right?
150,000 people die every day. Give this particular one 30 seconds of silence if you want and move on.
You're right. I just find it sad is all.
And it is (sad). But Don is right. When you think of them and remember them for who they were, your paying respect and acknowledging what they
meant to you and your life. It's bittersweet sometimes looking back (at least for me) and wondering why it had to happen (dying young). I truly
believe that your genes (barring you don't smoke 3 packs a day or drink like a fish), play a huge role in how long you live. My parents are both
still alive, one at 80, the other at 79. I miss a lot of people I know and I think of them often. By doing that, your keeping them alive in your heart.
No Surprize wrote:scarygirl wrote:Don wrote:scarygirl wrote:Part of me wants to go to the funeral to pay my respects, but part of me thinks it would be odd since I hadn't seen her in 20 years.
And being dead, she won't care anyway. What's the point if you haven't seen her in 20 years? Would you be doing it for her or for yourself? If there was no connection between the two of you for two decades, going to her funeral isn't going to change anything. If it was someone you were extremely close to and had a falling out with, I guess you could go as a way to sooth some type of guilt complex but seriously if any other school acquaintances die, are you going to go to their funerals too? That would only be fair, right?
150,000 people die every day. Give this particular one 30 seconds of silence if you want and move on.
You're right. I just find it sad is all.
And it is (sad). But Don is right. When you think of them and remember them for who they were, your paying respect and acknowledging what they
meant to you and your life. It's bittersweet sometimes looking back (at least for me) and wondering why it had to happen (dying young). I truly
believe that your genes (barring you don't smoke 3 packs a day or drink like a fish), play a huge role in how long you live. My parents are both
still alive, one at 80, the other at 79. I miss a lot of people I know and I think of them often. By doing that, your keeping them alive in your heart.
majik wrote:Music heals just listen. Hope it helps.
She's a mystery - Journey http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lA1rXubvDkI
scarygirl wrote:majik wrote:Music heals just listen. Hope it helps.
She's a mystery - Journey http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lA1rXubvDkI
Thank. I feel better today. But ask me again in May when I officially turn 40.
scarygirl wrote:majik wrote:Music heals just listen. Hope it helps.
She's a mystery - Journey http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lA1rXubvDkI
Thank. I feel better today. But ask me again in May when I officially turn 40.
scarygirl wrote:I don't know how many of you are age 40 or past or at the 20 years past H.S. mark, but does it ever seem odd to you that it has really been 20 years since H.S? That you we are now the GROWN-UPS? That we are now our parents? It is just my memory is so vivid of those days. Time seemed to go on forever back then.
scarygirl wrote: I am just having a hard time grasping that all of us got OLD, that the past is done. In a strange way, for me H.S. was kind of like a movie. I thought I'd flip it on and they would all still be there.
Sums up how I feel precisely! One thing that keeps those awesome years alive and important inside us is the music fromthat generation. From OUR generation. Man what a special and amazing time it was musically! I often wonder if when our kids step into the places in life we currently occupy, what will they have to hang onto from their high school years. It certainly isn't the music or the "musicians"! We're still listening to and enjoying the music that we did 20, 25, 30 years ago and still loving it just as much. Today's kids don't listen to music that's a month old. Every song that comes out it seems is just a place holder for the one that will replace it within a week or so and then its thrown onto the heap with all the other unimportant, uninspiring, talentless garbage that has gone before it. The music of our generation plays such a vital and key role in our memories and the events that occurred in our lives. I can't imagine how differently those images would be if music wasn't a part of them.scarygirl wrote:I guess the real truth is, they all changed, but I didn't.
Did you used to write for Pink Floyd? You did, didn't you?! I knew I recognized that whole existentialism garbledy-goop!!majik wrote:The way I see it, memories are thoughts, thought is mind and mind is time, past and future story telling, its a small portion of our experience. Now.... is where the juice is, all the action happens here and that also includes memory which is thought coming and going.
Now is ever fresh, ever new, always exciting and definitely non repeating. Am i the story or am i that in which stories appear then disappear. 40 is a number to which is added a story ( for some its a scary story) thats all thats happening and there is so much more happening just notice it or go to another portion of experience thats not mind.
Reality is the only place where i can eat a good meal.
majik wrote:The way I see it, memories are thoughts, thought is mind and mind is time, past and future story telling, its a small portion of our experience. Now.... is where the juice is, all the action happens here and that also includes memory which is thought coming and going.
Now is ever fresh, ever new, always exciting and definitely non repeating. Am i the story or am i that in which stories appear then disappear. 40 is a number to which is added a story ( for some its a scary story) thats all thats happening and there is so much more happening just notice it or go to another portion of experience thats not mind.
Reality is the only place where i can eat a good meal.
JRNYMAN wrote:scarygirl wrote:I don't know how many of you are age 40 or past or at the 20 years past H.S. mark, but does it ever seem odd to you that it has really been 20 years since H.S? That you we are now the GROWN-UPS? That we are now our parents? It is just my memory is so vivid of those days. Time seemed to go on forever back then.
I graduated in '81 and even though the math proves it's been 32 years, I still can't get my head around it. Part of me just flat out refuses to accept that that much time has past which equates that 32 years of my life have passed and I don't feel I got my money's worth. The other part of me has a hard time grasping the reality of it simply because, like you mentioned, I still remember those days vividly as if they could have happened recently. Time did seem to go by much more slowly back then. Memories of even trivial, normal everyday happenings are vivid and bright and those non-events appear in my memory to have taken much longer to "happen" when compared to even the biggest events in my life thus far.
I find myself getting nostalgic more often lately and think about those days fondly. Isn't it strange how we look back on those days and remember that time as being so much simpler and how important and dear we still hold them yet to hear our parents, church leaders and government officials tell it, we were all going to Hell and all of them were scared for the future of our country when they thought about the fact that WE were going to be running it one day.![]()
scarygirl wrote: I am just having a hard time grasping that all of us got OLD, that the past is done. In a strange way, for me H.S. was kind of like a movie. I thought I'd flip it on and they would all still be there.
And you just hit home with me on that part of your post. When I look at the pictures of former classmates or when I would see them at the reunions I actually attended, I saw people way older than I thought they should look. And now, after 30+ years, those people look exactly like the people of my parents' generation did when I was a kid. When I think about various events or times I spent with those people, the way we looked at the time is frozen in our memories never allowing anyone to age or change. The weird part is that when I look at myself in the mirror, with the exception of a few pounds...... Ok, let's be honest.... 50 lbs., I still think I look pretty much the same as I did back then but I know I've aged just as much as those people I find so old looking. It's weird and difficult to properly explain so I'll move on.Sums up how I feel precisely! One thing that keeps those awesome years alive and important inside us is the music fromthat generation. From OUR generation. Man what a special and amazing time it was musically! I often wonder if when our kids step into the places in life we currently occupy, what will they have to hang onto from their high school years. It certainly isn't the music or the "musicians"! We're still listening to and enjoying the music that we did 20, 25, 30 years ago and still loving it just as much. Today's kids don't listen to music that's a month old. Every song that comes out it seems is just a place holder for the one that will replace it within a week or so and then its thrown onto the heap with all the other unimportant, uninspiring, talentless garbage that has gone before it. The music of our generation plays such a vital and key role in our memories and the events that occurred in our lives. I can't imagine how differently those images would be if music wasn't a part of them.scarygirl wrote:I guess the real truth is, they all changed, but I didn't.
Don wrote:majik wrote:The way I see it, memories are thoughts, thought is mind and mind is time, past and future story telling, its a small portion of our experience. Now.... is where the juice is, all the action happens here and that also includes memory which is thought coming and going.
Now is ever fresh, ever new, always exciting and definitely non repeating. Am i the story or am i that in which stories appear then disappear. 40 is a number to which is added a story ( for some its a scary story) thats all thats happening and there is so much more happening just notice it or go to another portion of experience thats not mind.
Reality is the only place where i can eat a good meal.
And this is why Alzheimer's is so devastating. Fear of the future, its only a thought!
You never really find that good meal again. Reality is non repeating ever new and fresh.
or if you have found it you can't remember eating it. Who wants to remember eating regurgitated food when there is a banquet here and now.
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