Yep, KW, same here (only a wee bit older).
I wasn't supposed to start school...but in 1966, I did.
I wasn't supposed to finish high school...but I did, in 1978. (In fact, with all the brou-ha-ha about 1975, a number of my peers dropped out to "pioneer" during the "last days" and later had to get GEDs.)
My grandmother wasn't supposed to grow old and die (she was born in 1912)...but she did.
My mother would never see grandchildren...but she's got four. (And one of them's in college now).
Yep. Any day now, right around the corner.
I remember the crap my mother took when she was pregnant with my youngest brother (1966)--"Woe to the mother of a suckling babe!"
And he's 41, with teenagers.
So much for that.