WHEW! Last weekend, I received Earth Shattering and Heart Breaking news. I am not at liberty to discuss it with anyone and that frustration has led to days of introspection AND trying to see the beauty in the world immediately around me – something that is usually easy for me to do has been a real struggle these past few days!
Then, as I sat in my “outdoor office”, I noticed a single, pink Canadian Lilac bloom. Just one as we approach September. Just one, presented out of season to show me that all is not darkness!
It doesn’t rain but it pours! I have several friends — yes, more than a couple (2) — who are losing their homes and struggling to find and establish the next step in their lives. I have several friends dealing with cancer and other life threatening, depreciating diseases. I have lost several friends to cancer this past year as well. ALL contributing to my pondering my longevity and the longevity of those near and dear to me.
I am 68 and nearly half way to 69 years old. That never seemed that much until all these recent events got me thinking about my own possible longevity. My Mother and My Maternal Grandparents all passed over at 72. That is a mere three years away! My Father died at 93, my Paternal Grandmother at 88 and my Paternal Grandfather at 96. So family genetics says my longevity could be 3 to 28 years. I don’t think I want 28 more years the way the world and people are. I am not sure 3 more is enough! or, is even that too much?
Yes, I found some more beauty. There are pink roses between the White Hydrangeas and the Yellow Rudbeckias that are hard to see in the picture.
As I look at friends, and other people I know, as they enter their 7th, 8th, 9th and 10th decade of life, they all have either children and grandchildren OR money!! Having neither myself, I live a totally different life experience as I look at where life would go IF disaster happens and I end up alone!
We live in a world where significant people and friends are scattered and busy with their own lives. Communities are disappearing and neighbors are no longer neighborly. The internet seems to be all consuming – much of it superficial and too much of it generated by trolls.
So what would a pushing 70 man do if suddenly he lost the man he loved, could no longer afford the roof over his head or a vehicle and was without medical insurance? What life is possible on social security that allows a dog, maybe some pots to grow a few vegetables and room for a very few special possessions.. There would be no chickens:(
The thought scares me. But in the world we know today, we, at least *I*, have to think about this. I need to do some research and see just what the possibilities are.
Interestingly, coincidentally 🙂 this article appeared in a news feed this week: No Spouse, No Kids, No Caregiver: How to Prepare to Age Alone
Not something I really want to think about BUT something I need to think about!
Meanwhile the Asters are starting to bloom and every year, thanks to the birds, we have more and more!
Asters make me smile and I always think of The Dinner Service being hand painted In The Style of Celia Thaxter!
Aster Place Setting for Dinner Service Hand Painted In The Style of Celia Thaxter
Obviously this one and only Dinner Service eventually with 14 Place Settings, Hand Painted In the Style of Celia Thaxter, is one of the special possessions that will accompany me until the end. I am still trying to figure out a suitable place for it to go after I have passed.
In the meantime, I may just have a cup of coffee in the coffee cup or some soup in the cream soup to remind me that life hasn’t reached a dismal point just yet!
Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket!!