For me, it’s disappearing. That someday something will happen to me and no one will ever know what it was and where I am. That I will become one of those mysteries you see online and on TV shows. Whenever I think about it I feel nothing but dread.

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    A hypothetical fear of course, one with my wife who I’ve been with for 15 years now.

    One day, maybe hopefully 30-50 years in the future, my wife and I look back and think about how good our lives were. We raised happy and successful kids. We bought a house. We had dozens of pets. We celebrate the end of our life together. But she doesn’t make it.

    And I have to spend the final years alone with memories of her. Two controllers. Two spoons. Two of everything for decades. Now just me.

    And Never being able to explain to the rest of the world how amazing she was.