Sunday, June 14, 2009

Where Have I Been?

Usually I would have had a post on here by now, but sometimes things get in the way such as life in general. Between an aging father, a teenage daughter and the rest of the family, I got behind on a few things! Never fear, I'm back again!

My daughter Kathy, the dancing teenager, recital went off without a hitch! All the girls just looked lovely and danced quite eloquently in Swan Lake.
Also, Kathy had her prom which she looked like a movie star! Oh, to be young again!

Now Kathy is off on vacation with some friends in Hilton Head South Carolina. She is having the time of her life. Don't worry about poor Mom, Kathy!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Views On Aging

Like I said in an earlier post that I have been dealing with an aging father who will require the use of a wheelchair. You know one of the hardest things in life is watching a loved one age. To watch them go from a strong vigorous body to practically handicapped person barely able to get around on their own. So many times in the past I've watch people say that they are waiting until retirement to do this or to do that. And when that final milestone gets there, they either no longer have the health, or their love one is in poor health, or the money is no longer there due to rising health care cost, and the list can go on and on.

So these past few days have found my brother and I building a wheelchair ramp in hopes of our father returning to his home. His last fight to keep his Independence.

In the past I use to take care of the elderly. One thing I did seem to notice a lot is a person either keeps their mind and their body goes to pieces or they keep their body in good shape and their mind goes. Very few seem to be able to have both. I often wonder what is in store for me and the rest of the family. Will the advances of medicine be in time for us we reach those golden years which I must say don't seem so golden.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Death Of a Balloon

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Originally uploaded by BetsyIckes
Remember as a child how much fun a simple little balloon could bring you. Hours upon hours of poking it, throwing it, and just have it tag along you by it's string.
Then the next morning when you woke up, this is what has happened! It just laid there lifeless. And you felt sad that you could'nt play with it like you could the day before.