so I got my little ole lady gifts delivered. It doesn’t look like I’ll make it over for the tea party, but it felt good to know two women will get a Christmas and know that somewhere out there in the world someone cares.
I think how often we feel lonely even though we’re not alone. In the midst of family or friends who just aren’t getting where we’re at in a given moment — but oh how much lonelier it must feel to have those we’ve loved gone from this life and to spend our days in a nursing home waiting to join them. My kids have told me my senior years will range from a cardboard box to my own house with live-in help. I’ll just be happy if the plop me in a nursing home and come to visit. (A LOT)
This is one of those times when I wish I had more hours and more energy. I’d go visit a kindred soul at a nursing home. I don’t want to start something I can’t keep up so I haven’t gone before now, but I’m thinking in a few years my youngest will be gone to college and I’ll have more time. Perhaps then I can share it with someone who’s alone and lonely. Cause that’s gotta suck.