I can, at age 82, sympathize with that comment. My mother lived to 97. I do not know if I will make it that far.
Many years ago, my wife and I built our "dream" 4,000 sq ft house, with four levels, and a beautiful view of Pensaola Bay.
When we first moved in, 40+ years ago, stairs were not a problem. On a four level house, one had to go up or down a half flight of stairs almost every time you wanted to go to another room.
As we got older, the stairs became a problem.
At first, we were looking to buy a house all on one level.
But as that search stretched over several years, my wife's memory began to diminish. That turned attention to what to do to plan for the future as my wife's memory continued its decline.
We ended up in a gated retirement complex, with "independent living" apartments, "assissted living" facilities, and a "skilled nursing" section. We started out with an "independent living" apartment of less than 1,200 sq ft.
Deciding which pieces of furniture to take to the next apartment was difficult, but we made our choices, and made the move.
This left our house with some of our furniture still in it. We deeded the house to my son as a gift, and left the furniture. The house had a huge garage (900 sq ft). My son ended up putting most of the furniture we left in the huge garage. This meant he, his wife, and their two sons, now had to park four cars in the front yard.
After about three years my wife's memory problems progressed to the point that we had to place her in the "skilled nursing" facilities portion used for the memory/dementia/Alzheimer's section.
A year later my mother died at age 97, and left us an 1,800 house with all of her furniture she had accumulated over many years.
A year after that, my son's wife's parents moved from South Florida (10 hour drive away) to Pensacola. Thankfully (1) my mother's house was empty, so there was no need to look for a house for her parents since my mother's house was available, and (2) her parents moved here before their intense medical problems surfaced, so they were only 10 minutes away from her, rather than 10 hours away, when their cancer problems really surfaced. But, her parents brought two "rent-a trailers" full of their furniture. My son then had to figure out what to do with his grandmoter's lifetime collection. The items that had emotional significance he put in the huge garage. The other items he took to "goodwill" type places.
But, I still have the furniture my wife and I brought to our "independent living" apartment. At some point in time, if the New System does not arrive before then, my son will have to decide what to do with the furniture and other "junque" I have. My probem is that as a "wannabe" musician, I value a good audio system. I have accumulated several audio pieces that give fantastic sound, but my son (and my grandsons) have "ruined" their appreciation for good audio by listening to MP3 stuff through "earbuds." They do not share my love of good full range audio. Also, I have some fairly good camera gear (Leica). The friends I had in the past who liked cameras have passed away. My son and grandsons see no use for a camera better than their cell phones.
My wife's memory/dementia/Alzheimer's difficulties finally came to an end February 1 of this year when she passed away.
I am not sure how he will deal with some of this unusual "junque" I have. I hope by the time comes that he has to deal with it, there will be some in the local Congregation who appreciate some this unneeded "junque" I have accumulated.
Then, I also need to finish making sure my financial records are clear enough and up to date so he will not have a big job caring for what might be left of my finances when the time comes. I have complicated that by buying several "USB portable drives." There are probable a half dozen drives (over 30TB total) with data in no special place. I need to go through all of them to get all audio files on one drive, all photo files on one drive, all financial files on one drive, etc.
All of these concerns makes me want to see the New System come "right now" so my son, who has had to deal with left over furniture and "junque" from (1) the house my wife and I gave to him, (2) his grandmother's house, and (3) his wife's parents things, will not have to go through much pain in getting rid of my "junque."
But we al know Jeovah has his time for everything. It will happen according to his schedule.
And, if the end had come in 1975 (that many, including myself, thought was going to happen), many millions who have come to Jehovah since then would not have had the chance to learn about him and come to know him and love him.
We must have faith that Jehovah, in his unlimited wisdom, has chosen the right time for that to happen. And it will happen at the time that is appropriate.
Thanks,
Jim
P.S. "Junque" means "high class" junk.