Sunday, June 16, 2013
Like the Beatles song. I talked to Mom this morning and she doesn't know the song. All my kids do, though. What a generational difference!
My husband is 75 and failing from his strokes. He must be having more of them because his memory and manual dexterity are failing. I just cancelled our motorcycle trip because I don't think he is capable of the rigors of open vehicle travel anymore. I remember when he was 64. He had just retired and we started traveling all over the country, miles every day, exciting roads, weeks on end in all kinds of weather. The wallpaper for my page here is both of us on our old Beemers (we got new ones later) in Idaho (we live in Virginia), taken in 2004. That's Ron waving at the camera. "Winding Road Next 77 Miles", the kind of sign that means FUN!! Now it's over and I'm very sad, sad to lose something I so love, sad to see him aging. And just in time for me to get my Golden Age Pass to the National Parks (In a car, one pass will do for both, on bikes each person needs one, so I always had to pay.)
Some things are exciting to age out of, like work. But disability isn't fun, you never expect it, but it happens. So far, I'm still fine, but I need to enjoy every day. We never know how long it will last.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm 64?" At least the answer to that is Yes!