Written by
Delaine Zody
March 2013
Written by
Delaine Zody
March 2013

It has come to my attention that I am heading into the final generation. What do I mean by that? Let me give you some background.

Almost forty years ago, when my husband and I were newly married, we met a couple who had been married seventeen years. Seventeen years! Oh, my. That was like, forever. They were middle aged, or so I thought, with teenage children. They now have grandchildren older than those offspring were then, and we have a daughter whose age is twice that of those seventeen years. The couple are now considered elderly, and Terry and I are heading into retirement age. When did we get to be that generation?

We were the young people. We were the ones with the small child. We were the ones with busy careers. And then, in a puff of wind called time, all gone. We attended the funeral of a woman yesterday who had retired at the same time we met her. She went on to live another thirty years, full, active thirty years. I spoke at her service about carrying on the legacy of her family. To her grandchildren, great grandchildren, and great great grandchildren. It was then that I realized, I am the older generation now. Perhaps one of those sitting in that chapel yesterday will speak similar words at my funeral.

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