Today we visited an attorney who specializes in living trusts. We have had a living trust for many years, but as things change, so also must some of our legal documents. Hence our visit, a lengthy discussion, questions, review of the documents, while the meter ticks away, clocking the legal fees at a rapid rate.
It is not a pleasant thought — that of contemplating the inevitability of one's passage from this world. After all, aren't we just as young as ever, while everyone we know seems to be getting older? Wasn't it just a few short years ago that we were carefree teenagers going to dances and picnics? Where has all the time gone?
We learned today that what used to be called a "durable power of attorney", which authorizes another to make medical decisions when one is no longer capable of doing so for one's self, is now known as an "advanced health care directive." A change in name does nothing to ease the difficult task of making the ultimate decision, when and if that time should finally come.
Readers of this blog will, I'm sure, be aware that the subject of time is the thread running through much of it. Always I am aware, in the words of Andrew Marvell, of "Time's wingéd chariot hurrying near."
So carpe diem we must, for dies irae lies not far off.
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