to grow older. How do I know this for a fact? Well, I just do. Take my word for it. As you grow older first one thing begins to fail and then another. You have one health problem after another.
Then after 50 years with one of the best guys on earth, you lose him to cancer, Just like you had lost one brother and three sisters to cancer. You think that you can’t go on but your sister tells you that you can go on and that you have to go on.
So you go on. And believe me it is harder than h*** to go on. But I did.
mamade
Morning, Beth!!!
ReplyDeleteah...the transitions of life...amazing to be at this particular vantage point, looking backwards a lot...
I like this!!! And I really appreciate the women like you who have gone before me and came back to tell me what it's like. lol Maybe I won't be SO shocked....maybe.
Happy Wednesday!!!!
I know what you mean. Life is hard. Losing at life is harder. Losing loved ones is the hardest. I wasn't first, but HUGS from me to you, anyway. :) Together, we'll get through this. We just have to keep telling each other there will be a better day!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this new blog of yours! I love that "old" blog of yours too. Have a beautiful day!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to read more..Hugs to you Sis..we can DO THIS.XXOO
ReplyDeleteOh Beth I am so sorry for your loss. I hate Cancer it has hurt and taken so many people I love. We are still dealing with this in my family three people at the moment. I do not hate very easily well hardly ever but I hate cancer.
ReplyDeleteYou are a strong woman and I look forward to reading this new blog. HUGS B
ps I am not going to quit blogging I just have to figure out times to post and visit. Thanks for your comment. I appreciate your support. HUGS again B
There's just me and my sister left out of 5 children. I've lost 2 hubbies to cancer. How I wish they'd find the cause. Have a good day.
ReplyDeleteGirl, I am here and this is a needed blog. No one else has one like it that I have run across. xoxoxox
ReplyDeleteIt sure AIN'T easy getting old. I refuse to let it consume me, though. I know it takes longer to heal when you get hurt or are sick, and that, in itself, is super-frustrating! I also miss so many of the things we had and used in our youth that don't exist today. Everything is so TECHNO now a days. I miss actually talking to people face-to-face, but like the ability to keep in touch with people through the internet. Will certainly be visiting this space often too! Good job!
ReplyDeleteBlogging is good therapy and a good way to express our feelings and get support from others. I'm glad you started this new blog. I am a follower. We are all growing older...part of life.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on your new blog. I'm a follower too.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the new blog I wish you great success, much love, blessings, and unforgetable friendships!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad to have our paths cross and call you friend, so excited to hear more :]
It must be the hardest thing of all when your husband dies and you have to go on. I hope I die first!
ReplyDeleteSo far walking has kept me younger than my years. Hope it continues to work for a while yet! : )
I look forward to reading this new blog!
when I was young, I didn't have to pluck anything. Today I went to the shop and got practically ALL my face waxed! This is what getting old is like.
ReplyDeleteOne thing I never had to worry about in my younger years was plucking my "mustache.":) I must check on it daily now.:) I'm happy to still be around. xo Nellie
ReplyDeleteSince we're all in the same boat or will be, it is more than one pair of hands working those oars! I read more than I write, but sharing common situations seems to be something I look forward to every day. WE ARE NOT ALONE. Thanks for starting this blog. My mother never even gave me a hint of what it was like to age and never complained or showed her daily struggles so this will help.
ReplyDeleteGood idea, Beth. I'd been thinking of doing one blog on the subject, but since part of growing old is slowing down in everything whether you want to or not, Many things get put off. At age 81 and in more pain than any other time except childbirth, I am daily reminded of how it used to be. And when you are older none of the medical people really care how soon they figure out if it is Bursitis of the hip, or Arthritis, or?, so you have to wait a week or so between each little effort to find out. Steroids and codiene didn't help. Not being able to bend over makes life very difficult to feed the cats, put away dishes, put something in the oven. But I cling to happy memories. I don't tell people about this, 'cause no one wants to hear, except one good friend with whom I can share and she can share with me, and we both care. I still have my husband and love him dearly, but he isn't any happier than I am with this. Oh, well, one day at a time. I will read and see how the rest of you are coping.
ReplyDeletesome people never find true love!!
ReplyDeletenice post thanks for sharing i found your blog thrue other follower looking for to visit more...blessings from holland
ReplyDeleteBeth, you and I have made it many years. We have to try for 25 more years just to fool the kids. Me
ReplyDeleteHello dear Beth,
ReplyDeleteI've been away from your blog for too long. I read all the posts to catch up. I love your life stories. I find them to be heart-warming, fascinating...and inspirational. Some are terribly sad...the story of your Jim hearing about his sister's passing while he was in the hospital was one of those.
I am sorry to hear your are having heart and apnea problems- my husband has bad apnea and had to wear the same mask you pictured. He hated it. Now they have fitted him with a mouth device that is more comfortable.
I was curious about how you ended up moving, because I missed that somehow. Now I know...I can't imagine how it must have been clearing out a house you lived in for 50 years. I would have trouble packing my house and I've only been in it for a few years.
- Ariana