:: waves a hand ::
Me! Count me in!!
Unless my progeny counts as “children” when we take over the globe. . . But by then, when I am installed as World Emperor, I will change the meaning of the word “children” to include my vast armies of domination.
My progeny/children will rule the world. Send me an e-mail now so I can mark you down to be spared/selected for particular offices or jobs.
Tripler
Waves and waves and waves of my progeny.
Cite!
Actually, Toddy will…
BANG
:D:D
It would depend on when I die - at the moment I am bitter and childless, and I believe dying is always a lonely experience. If the Lord is to strike me down today (about time, really), count me in.
Well, I always thought I was going to die lonely, bitter and childless. But then I was saved. Out of the blue (Thank you, Buffy Cross and Stake!!) I met the love of my life. We are getting married in a few months. I am no longer lonely or bitter, and may not be childless for very long. Dude…never give up! 
Just remember, you don’t have to be alone to be lonely :(. That said, examine what you want in life and go for it. I’m not that excited about having a couple of kids (I’d rather have a dog or cat at this point) but, as independent as I am, I can’t imagine going through life without someone to share it with.
Nah. The twenty cats I will eventually have will keep me company…
Logging in on the “lobely bitter etc.” side of things.
I expect I’ll die childless - ladies looking to change that should contact me - but I’ll do my best not to die lonely or bitter. I’ve a younger brother and a nephew for whom I’ll do my best. And hopefully there’ll be another nephew or niece in a few years, and I’ll do my best for him or her too. In the fullness of time, there’ll be great-nephews and great-nieces. And when I’m on my deathbed they’ll all be gathered round and I’ll look at them all and see my wonderful family and die content.
Are you kidding! Haven’t you seen the way they look when they’re famished and you’re still opening the tin :eek: When you croak they’re gonna be awful famished and as the only source of still warm meat…
Hope I’m alone in a way, death bein so personal and uncomfortable and me bein shy.
Probably childless, at almost a quater of a century old I know little of the rudimentaries of dating/getting anywhere with a woman other than knowing alcohol has had a great deal to do with the continuation of the human race.
Bitter? Dunno, maybe disappointed with how little I’ve done with myself? Perhaps…
Lonely? Yeah. I’m isolated in the deeeep boondocks. I share a house with another person, but she’s almost 96, her mind is nearly gone and she’s totally dependent on me. When she dies I’ll be completely alone, stuck with a house I can’t sell in a desert I hate. That’s why I spend so much time among Dopers, who can at least provide some mental stimulation.
Childless? Well, yes, unless you believe that woman I was married to in another century. Her kid looked just like one of her old boyfriends. If I could afford the DNA test I’d do it just to settle it, and the ex, once and for all. But the “child” is going on 39 now, so the point is legally moot.
Bitter? No. Nobody to be bitter at. Not even the ex. In the final analysis all my troubles have been my own damn fault.
Never Have, your “and this is the end of this sentence” sounds ominous to me. If you are depressed you should seek help. Your fellow Dopers are more than willing to talk, but a pro might do you a lot more good. A doctor, even. 
Lonely and bitter? I doubt it. I plan to die in bed, asleep. So “tired” would probably best describe me.
Childless? God I hope so. Nothing has convinced me I want children, as of yet.
I am not taking advice from a quack, all they wanna do is take my money.
For those who might be interested, we’ve done this before.
As long as cats count, I will not die lonely and childless. Bitter, yes.
Given that kids grow up and move away and many of us wind up as widows or widowers before death getting hooked up and having children is no guarantee against dying lonely and childless. I think the bitter part is often a choice.
As for me, I am very alone now but rarely lonely, I have no kids. I see no reason why I will suddenly turn bitter and hate it before I die, if I was bitter about it now I would try to change it long before death.
Bitter, of course. Lonely and childless…Can’t say about children but I believe I won’t be lonely…despite what my friends say.
i will, i hate kids and i can’t stand being around the same person (husband) for long periods of time, say longer then 1/2 hour.
Lonely? I doubt it. Even if I’m alone, I can’t remember ever being truly lonely.
Bitter? Possibly, but I don’t think so. I’m a very happy individual and my personality doesn’t lend itself to bitterness. Other negative things, yes, but not bitterness.
Childless? Considering I’ve been voluntarily sterilised, yes, I hope to die childless. I’m less likely to die bitter if I remain childless.
If producing a genetic lineage is that important to you, I really hope you don’t find out in your waning days that your only child is sterile, meaning there wil be no lineage. And while I have no problem with people wanting children, wanting them solely as a genetic production seems a little… sad to me. Each to their own though. Go visit a sperm bank and donate.
I don’t know if I’ll die that way, but I’ve certainly had my share of living that way.