Getting Older

Hard to admit, I am getting older. Does this sound familiar? I write everything down, sometimes I can’t find those little pieces of paper where I have jotted down notes or phone numbers.

I bring a list to the grocery store, usually buying other things as well. Takes a long time to put it all away. I date everything. My kids used to come and open the fridge and smell everything before they put it into their mouths.

Getting older isn’t for sissies. The gold in the golden years goes to the doctors. All the cliches are true.

So, what is it like for the caregiver. Someone who is hassled, harried, scared, alone, feeling abandened, exhausted, not knowing what the next day will bring, except more heartaches.

That’s why I say all the time: Give the gift that lasts forever and costs nothing. Adopt A Caregiver, and tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

My Grateful list for today: The sun came out, late, but it came out, I took a nap this afternoon, I did a lot of paperwork, and laid the work out for tomorrow. I watched a movie this afternoon with my husband. I feel better in the evenings than I do in the mornings, and that is something new, but I’m grateful that I feel goo some part of the day. I am grateful to be here with my husband and my family. I feel blessed, don’t you?