My grandmother is disabled, she is blind, deaf and goes to wound care every two days, and gets her leg cut on every time she goes. Like most days, my mom, my sister, and I went to my grandmother's house to do laundry because we don't have a washer and dryer. Anyway I had just walked into the house, and I was making my way to the laundry room when I heard my grandmother crying. I came to a stopping point and saw my mom pointing her finger towards the front yard. So I went outside and sat next to my sister. I sat there and thought of a reason she might be sad, I thought that she was in pain. So I sat there talking to my sister, I wasn't really paying much attention to my sister when she was talking because I could hear my grandmother's crying. Soon, my mother walked out of the house and I asked, "Is she okay?", and my mother replied, "No.", and I asked, " Well, whats wrong with her?", and then my mother said, " She's jealous of you guys". I tried thinking of a possible explanation of why she might be jealous. But I couldn't think of anything.
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And here are YOU and your Sister. Bright. Young. Capable. And likely you are CUTE as well. I am pea green with jealousy.
I am just saying, it is so hard to get old. The aging are often depressed and afraid. Even when you can still think, can still get around, you come to know that time is short, getting shorter, passing more and more quickly, and there is little ahead but loss.
I look at all the young folk out there and I remember when I used to look at a "little old lady" like me trying to get up on the bus step on her worst knee-day, and I would think "Oh. You poor thing. I wonder what it is like to be you". I know now. It stings. And you are in the "I wonder what it is like stage".
All the wonder and life you have ahead of you. All the change. The good and the bad and the possibility, the adaptability. My 85 year old bro and I sit talking and we will look at some young thing, grin and say "There just ain't no substitute for youth". And there AIN'T. You enjoy it!
Trust me, I am jealous of you, too!
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