Read how a niece spent a day with a 90+ independent woman who knew the difference.
This is my Aunt Flo ⬆️. She’s 90 and she hates it.
She survived it.
His bedroom still looks the same. “Bobby’s Room” sign still on the door of the home she continues to live in 60 plus years later.
Until John got alzheimer’s and passed away in a nursing home.
She couldn’t hear me when I answered.
“Hold on hun I need to take out this stupid hearing aid. I get static when I’m on the phone. Stupid thing. What’s the point of this — I don’t know.”
Selfish me. I didn’t want to “waste” a weekend away, but I couldn’t say no to Aunt Flo. She needed me. I never thought she needed anyone…
I realized there’s a difference between getting older and getting old and for most of us, we don’t get to decided when one stops and the other starts.
“Brittany, I’m usually not this weak, but for some reason I just can’t seem to do it today. Tomorrow will be a better day. I just have to do my exercises. Tomorrow will be better, but can you help you just this once?”
I am scared of getting old.