Two of my horrors are the thought of being a burden & of getting old; my parents died in their 60s, so being fairly pragmatic I think that's probably my fate too. I don't enjoy being in my 60s & I don't like the way the world is being destroyed so even though I follow the constantly shifting rules for the benefit of others I'm not bothered about the thought of my demise by covid. It would have been different if this had happened 15 years ago, when we had one daughter in year 11 & the other one at uni, as naturally I'd have been concerned about succumbing to it because of the impact that would have had on them. They're now both in their 30s so I no longer have any responsibilities, my wonderful Mr T would cope without me - sell our home, buy a flat & spend his life climbing & our younger daughter would adopt our cat. I live for today & do Christmas every year as though it's my last, because one year it will be, & 2020 won't be any different.