Me thinks I've heard my entire life
that change is not only difficult, it
seems to be especially hard on the
elderly.
For one thing, I don't tend to think
of myself as elderly, just as an elder
longing to have the knowledge and
insights expected of me at this age.
Sooooo, one of the things I wish
to embrace is change, this change
that everyone seems to think we
oldsters have such a hard time with.
I would have to admit that I've
found not teaching very difficult.
I so loved the classroom, taught
41 years and find myself a tad lost
without it. I am very fortunate to
have those faithful few who feel
they can learn from me. I tend to
see it as more of a sharing with
one another.
I miss driving my pickup. As my
docs don't allow me to drive since
I cracked my skull open three years
ago when I fainted one early morn,
I have needed to adjust to my guy
driving us everywhere. He's been
fab about it as well; bless his heart!
And believe it or not, I've gotten
a bit clever with this whole no
water for these three weeks of my
life. It's good to know I can laugh
about it, make allowances, think
up new ways of coping,
Now, if I could only learn to cope
with . . . Nah, I am sooooo not
going to confess to that here!!!
~!@#$%^&*()_+
nope dont believe it
im young as i ever was
so not aging well
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