My grandmother had this friend Gayle who she'd been best friends with since 6th grade, absolutely inseparable. Gayle couldn't have kids so my grandmother even named my aunt after her. I remember when I was young, my dad would bring me to her house for cookouts with their group of old lady friends, there was a group of like 7 of them plus their husbands.
Through the years the group became smaller and smaller. My parents never made me go to their funerals because I really didn't know any of them that well except for Gayle and a lady named Pattie (and also didn't realize they were dead). Then when I was 15, it got to the point where it was just Gayle, Gayle's husband, Pattie, and my grandparents.
Then within the span of like 2 years Pattie died, then my grandfather died, then Gayle's husband died. All Gayle had left was her best friend, my grandmother. Then last year my grandmother died.
She outlived every single one of her friends. I remember feeling less upset about my grandmother's death than seeing Gayle showing up to her funeral all by herself. I'm sure she has friends elsewhere but she outlived every one of her close loved ones.
I NEVER want to be Gayle.
Sometimes when my whole family is together at someone's house I think someday this house will be totally quiet. We'll all be gone. It's a weird feeling. It was nice being a kid when everything was infinite.
I've outlived my wife by 20 years so far. It really sucks ass...
Jesus christ that hit me hard this morning.
Edit: what happened to these comments
This makes me both relieved and sad that I don't have a group of friends.
Always go to other people's funerals. Otherwise, they won't come to yours.
My friend and I agreed that the one who lives longer will roast the other at the funeral
What if they all die at the same time in some kind of freak gasoline fight accident
My Father-in-law refuses to go to funerals anymore. His rationale is "Why would they care?"
Try a scented candle or some good tunes while you shower.
I don’t want to ever be laid down in a funeral parlor or in a cemetery. I want a raging keg party with all my favorite music playing on a beach near the mountains while I watch from my funeral pyre. Pour me many strong whiskey drinks and culminate the night with me burning back into the earth . ..... I want a boat but my wife won’t agree to it .