I had conversations with a lot of caregivers in 2013. Mostly though, they shared their experiences and I listened. Would I ever become a caregiver?
Here I sit, posting this, on January 15th, 2020, and in 9 days it will be 4 years that I have been here. Mom is 91 years old.
About mid 2015, stuff started changing. Pain crept in, my peers, in large numbers, were getting sick and/or becoming immobile, and some were dying. Was I getting old?
Getting old, for me, has taken some getting used to. I aim to continue on, doing stuff, staying busy, being relevant. I want to keep climbing my mountains and when he comes to get me, I will go, but may ask for another day. I like it here!