I would never wish to be a burden to anyone. In life, and in death - such a miserable certainty. The wrinkles are setting in, the muscles are saggy, the body is weaker ....the aging process sets in.
The children don't need me anymore, the communication is limited, the questions and answers come out of necessity, the conversations limited to what's necessary only, Paris was the last bastion of real togetherness. Thank God we had those times.
My job is done, Lord. I don't want to grow old in obsoletion and without the comforts of a life I'm used to.
This must be the lament of most aging people. And isn't it depressing to be networking and moving around the old, and being a pain to the young hahaha....
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