First of all, I’m in shock.
Is it because I always said life is about quality versus quantity that you had to go ahead and do the opposite? So typical.
The world says left, you go right.
I was so sure a debilitating illness would befall us at a young-ish age. So sure we wouldn’t want to live that way and so we say our goodbyes and find a way out.
I hope you’ve figured life out, completely. The secret to it. The love. As I type this I’m still confused by the love in life. Specifically, how to tell when it’s true.
The kids are in their seventies, except for Sid, he’d be just fifty-six. They all have kids and even grandkids who hopefully come and see you often.
I never wanted to see us end up in a long term care facility but I also didn’t want to burden the kids. I’m really curious as to where we ended up.
Bella-Lena always said she’d never let us end up in a place like that. But I don’t know, she runs out of patience sometimes so I’m not sure I want to live with her.
Please tell me I’m not living with Taz either! He would lock us in a room and check on us twice a day. Lol just kidding Taz.
Cordelia, hmmmm…not sure I want my life left in Cordelia’s hands either. She’s fun but she’s go go go and we’d be left alone lone lone.
That just leaves my little Siddy boy sweetheart. Right now I couldn’t say if I’d want to live with him as a one hundred year old. He’s just four and so sometimes his life choices are questionable lol.
Wherever you are, I hope the bed is comfy. I hope you are still enjoying delicious food and are able to use the washroom unaided. That’s sort of top priority from where I sit now.
Don’t let it bother you at all if you get mixed up or confused from time to time. If you can’t get confused when you’re one hundred, when can you get confused?
bloom.planted.north 
Leave a reply to CJ Antichow Cancel reply