The older I
get, the more I realize that my days of independence are dwindling. Both of my parents are deceased but my significant
other’s mother, one I refer to as mom, is finding life in her own home more
complex than before but mostly for us.
We worry constantly
and she laughs it off with her usual alacrity.
I think her goal is to die in her own home and why shouldn’t she feel
this way? Her friends and neighbors are
there for her; her family members make regular visits; but is this enough and
is this reasoning correct?
We all want
to ensure that our wishes are followed as we age but are we making the correct
decisions and are we thinking right? The
older I get, the more determined I get but I have noticed that I am not
always correct about what I am thinking. I
have started to perceive that stubbornness creeps into my mind that defrays the
former astute logic that once replaced these same thoughts.
Each week on
TV, I hear about senior, senior citizens who drive long after their reflexes should
allow them to which results in them doing permanent damage to others all in the name of independence.
Which is right? I always think you err
on the side of logic; on what’s good for the general population as compared to
what’s right for just me but when should I make that determination or is it
something my son and/or friends will do?
We start our
lives being dependent upon others totally….are we meant to end our lives the
same way? I am a part of the baby boomer
generation; a large group of independent beings full of pride and quite capable
of running our own lives until we are not able.
When does that happen and will I know it or does it just creep up on you
like a bad chill in the night.
I have
always believed that my brain was my best asset and that was all I needed to
bring me happiness but what good is a fine brain trapped in a useless vessel that doesn't respond to everyday commands?
I want to
remain self aware. I do not want to be a
burden to my son or others. I want to be
fiercely independent. Please grant me
the reason to know when I need help…
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