If one is alive, aging is unavoidable. Its challenges are numerous, and those who fall into this category must deal with it head-on. If not, the options are few. One can run and hide, although I’m hard-pressed to imagine where one can do so since it is not what we have ever done. In any event, Lenette and I are smack dab in the middle of it.
As far as day-t0-day goes, I know that eating and keeping hydrated is essential, along with the other absolutes of life. Sustaining oneself adequately is necessary, though, at times, challenging. And, of course, there are other issues. For many, seeing is difficult, so reading is out. Hearing is almost impossible, and skin is so thin that a wrong touch means bleeding. Aging is this and more, and any idea that any of this is easy can only come from 40- and 50-year-olds.
Now, we must move to another facility. The process is complicated and demands attention to detail, paperwork, and a mix of professionals. I was once able to do this, but now as an old man, I am not. However, a couple, who have been close friends for many years, have stepped up and taken charge of our immediate life. Pure love is given to us, and we are being cared for.
I will continue to write because it is what I can do, and I must do something. Recognizing that I was a leader of leaders makes it even more critical that I continue to reveal my thoughts as I discover or rediscover them.