I was about five or six the first time I heard my mom say, “I’m glad I won’t be around to see it.” I didn’t understand what she was saying. Nonetheless, it felt ominous and unsettling. I let it go. I’m not sure when I heard it the second time, phrased slightly differenlty: “I won’t be alive when . . . .”
Glad I Won't Be Around
I was about five or six the first time I heard my mom say, “I’m glad I won’t be around to see it.” I didn’t understand what she was saying. Nonetheless, it felt ominous and unsettling. I let it go. I’m not sure when I heard it the second time, phrased slightly differenlty: “I won’t be alive when . . . .”
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