The dirty, low-down, no good monster has crept up from behind and overtaken me!
Webster has this to say about it:
Ageing or aging (American and Canadian English) is the accumulation of changes in an organism or object over time.
I have this to say about it:
# 1.
First comes retirement(this is a good thing - especially when you can retire at age 53)
# 1.
First comes retirement(this is a good thing - especially when you can retire at age 53)
An end to 13 years of early hour rising followed by a hurried trip to the train station.. followed by a 35 minute ride into downtown Chicago.. followed by a five block walk through piles of snow, icy sidewalks, freezing wind...followed by dealing with young graduates who have just passed their CPA exams and have little knowledge of, and NO experience in bookkeeping... an end to long hours of work during tax season (Jan. 1 - April 15th.)
I retired in 1988. This picture was taken in 1981...before bookkeeping was computerized and receipts, disbursements, sales, purchases, accounts receivable, accounts payable, payroll, journals and general ledgers were entered by hand writing...ughh!
#2.
FREEDOM
#2.
FREEDOM
sorry....no pictures available of "having sex during the day"....
# 3.
Moving back to Texas! 1988 a good thing...
Moving back to Texas! 1988 a good thing...
"Pictures are worth a thousand words."
# 3.
1988
Acquiring new furniture and purchasing what, at the time, you thought would be your last home. Again, these are good things:
# 4.
Downsizing 1999
really not such a bad thing...we were still able to enjoy a nice home...and without so much upkeep and expense...
it really does snow in the Dallas area
great-grandkids enjoying my bath tub...
PaPa Peete enjoying another great-grandchild...
# 5.
gray hair, wrinkles and flab... ughhh the noticeable changes...
gray hair, wrinkles and flab... ughhh the noticeable changes...
1989...age 59 and 54
1999 age 69 ad 64
2009...age 79 and 74...April 24, Queen Wilhelmina Lodge, Mena, Ar...our 56th. wedding anniversary (and our last one together)
the worst is yet to come.................
# 6.
Aches, pains and other physical maladies
Aches, pains and other physical maladies
Arthritis, gall bladder removal, minor depression, weight gain...all me....enlarged prostate,(that would be him, of course :)high blood pressure, arrhythmia, nuclear stress tests, cataract removal, colonoscopies, ...are we having fun yet? has it really been a month since we had sex !!!
# 7.
Losing a good friend
New Years Eve with Bill and Beth...1993
# 8
Saying goodby to mother 1915
1956
.
Mom, Bob and our children 1965
# 9.
Cancer
and my beloved husband 2009.2010
# 10.
Losing Bob
Don't Say Anything, Author Unknown
Don't tell me "things happen for a reason."
Don't tell me to "keep busy" and "move on."
Don't tell me that you "know how I feel."
Don't tell me that it was "too hard" for YOU to talk to ME about the death of MY husband.
Don't tell me that YOU feel "uncomfortable"looking at his picture or calling me on his birthday.
Don't SAY anything to try to make me feel better.
Hug me.
Listen to me.
Sit quietly with me.
Let me cry.
Smile when you look at his picture.
Help me plant a tree in his memory.
Allow me to sleep wrapped in his clothing.
Light a candle.
Release a balloon.
Walk with me on my journey.
Remember him forever.
Beautiful post! Your love for Bob is such an inspiration; it makes me want to love my husband more completely and treasure the time we have together. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Cheryl, for your comments. They are appreciated.
ReplyDelete'Enjoy the little things, for someday you may look back on them and realize they were the big things."
Dear Charlene,
ReplyDeleteI want in your basket! Not to experience death, but to be a friend! You have certainly filled mine with such wonderful sayings and memories some of which we have shared with you and your family. I have been negulgent(sp) in my responses to you and reading your blog. Have a lot of extra time this week and just thought of you. You are truly an inspiration and I know that doesn't help the pain you feel. I just feel so blessed to call you my friend.
The anonymous was me, Jo Ann Stephens...didn't know which one to select. haha
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