When I was a kid, growing up in the lie, almost all of my friends were in their 60s, 70s, and 80s. By the time I was eight years old I had attended the funerals of a lot of my best friends. I understood at a very early age that death is part of life, that pain is part of life, and that you're a fool not to embrace life while you have it—no matter what comes with it. My friends figured that out, but they took most of their life to do it. I got it dumped into my core at a very early age.
So, around age 10 when discussions come up of how long you would like to live, can you pick a date you want to die, etc. I started saying, "I hope I make it to 40!" Understandably this worried JWs considerably. For one thing it was a ten-year-old kid saying it matter-of-factly, for another it skewed all their careful research that led them to believe no sane human would choose a time to die (most stupid assertion I ever read by the WTS, most f my friends wanted to die well before they actually did).
I thought this way, the odds were good I'd make it to 40. Most people think of a life as 70-90 years. They seemed to wait until mid-50s to start enjoying life. I figured if I set my sights on 40 then I could just consider everything after that as gravy. It began to worry people when I was still saying the same thing at age 25. Now I'm 33 and still feel the same way. I will consider myself to have lived a full life if I make it to 40.
AuldSoul