Frailty of age. My neighbor is 90 years old. She stills mows her own yard and drives herself everywhere she needs to go. She's a busy body as you might expect and in everyone's business. Yesterday she came by my house in a most distraught way. Her car had given her trouble and she had a light burn out in her house. None of it a big deal, but I suppose being a window, 90 years old with friends passing all around might make for bad days every now and again. I'm sure she's lonely and because she has a such a sharp mind, she certainly longs for stimulating conversation.
I'm glad we consider each other friends and I'm glad she turns to me for help! I'm honored that she does.
Have a great Monday!
I'm glad we consider each other friends and I'm glad she turns to me for help! I'm honored that she does.
Have a great Monday!
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Thanks for the comment in my blog, and I'm glad you laughed at my story too. Moms are pretty funny.
I love your blog...my father is 83 and on a cruise in Italy right now...he can outwork any of the men I know, still, at his age. Age is a mindset for the most part...unfortunately the body works against some. I commend you for helping her and for just being her friend.