Wednesday, February 20, 2013


I should be ashamed for not visiting the nursing home anymore that I do.  I resist the reminder of how close I am to that time in life.  I suppose I will be alone without someone to care that I live or die?  I resist being dependent on anyone for my mental health and emotional stability.  Financially, I doing fair so that's not a real big issue on my list, unless something unforeseen happens. 
Mom & Henry are sleeping most of the times these days.  This is the reports I get from my sister, who checks on them weekly.  It's to be expected at this stage in their lives.  I hate to see people get this far after being so active all their lives.  Just sad!