**As a belated 2015 New Years Resolution, I decided I would write a daily (or, almost daily, I know some days I just won’t be able to find the time) blog answering a thought provoking question from a long list of questions I found here in a quest of self exploration.
Today’s Chosen Question :
When you are 80-years-old, what will matter to you the most?
First of all I don’t think I will be alive at eighty, so the short answer is – nothing, because I won’t exist.
The longer answer; I have always assumed I will die in my fifties of cancer. Cancer runs in my family and as for the fifties thing, I don’t know how to explain that. Its just this thing I have always “known” without explanation, and maybe I’m dead wrong but maybe I’m not. However, I’ll adjust this question to “when I’m old” in a more general term in order to respect my inexplicably instinctive notion of when and how I am going to die.
What will matter to me the most? I suppose nothing more and nothing less than whatever I have in my life that makes me happy, whatever accomplishments I am proud of, and the people in my life whom I love. The simple things. I don’t think I will give a crap about how expensive my couch is (I don’t give a crap even now, lol) or how much money I make, but if I am happy. Those things above al contribute to real happiness so I guess – thats what will matter to me the most. Just, if I am happy and if I live a life true to who I am. I am not waiting until I am old to be that person, I am working on being that person right now, right this minute and its already making me happier.