This was not today. Today was rainy. So was yesterday. It looks like the next few days are going to be rainy also, but that can change.
I can’t complain. We desperately need rain. The state of Virginia is officially in drought stage. Strasburg is already asking people to conserve water. Usually this doesn’t happen until July or August.
I had appointments today: Physical therapy and the eye specialist. I also picked up a prescription and had blood drawn for diagnostic tests. I don’t seem to have anything serious, but I have a bunch of nuisance problems plus ever-present fatigue. Yesterday I saw a new doctor and I’m grateful that he’s trying to be thorough. At least he doesn’t chalk up my concerns to old age!
I was able to ignore my age for a long time, but my body reminds me every day that I’m not 39 anymore. Or 59!
Overall, I feel fortunate. I was born after World War II, and I’ve lived through somewhat of a golden age. The economy was good for most of it. It may fall apart now, with conflict and corruption threatening our country’s strength. I hope not.
My parents survived the Great Depression, followed by war. They taught me how to be frugal. Will that be enough? The health problems of getting older are a lot more expensive than I expected.
I don’t mean to go off on a tangent, so I’ll stop. I just wanted to say that my generation was very fortunate, in spite of challenges that we had to face.
You’re allowed, it’s your blog after all! Us elders do have wisdom of life to impart, and who knows what that looks like. I like hearing you learned to be frugal from your parents. Perhaps what we’re teaching out children is to enjoy life while surviving. Maybe.
ReplyDeleteExcellent points, and good to remember from time to time that in many ways we've had it easier than previous generations. What's that expression? "Growing old ain't for sissy's." Now that I'm old, I see what they mean!
ReplyDeleteI love this barn perspective. Take care. We're all kinda feeling our ages now.
ReplyDeleteWorth a Thousand Words