There is a sort of utter sadness mixed with a feeling of hopelesness when as a child you have to watch your parent being a shadow of what once was. Financially broke but leaving a fortune in experience must be the greatest gift which will be left after him.The memories, the lessons of discipline and perseverance.
We will not know if many years from now, when old age will be near us, if we will not have the same dreadful challenge:to be powerless in front of diseases. I am sure neither one of us, including your father, would not consciously choose to show this side to anyone. But what to do when you no longer have the power to decide?
71....that is a high number. The tabs from our life are constantly changing. We add what we should not, keep the ones that should be long gone. This joggling with life's challenges can be overwhelming and stressful. We need an interior fountain of strenght and resilience. From there we can extract the precious liquid of moving on even in the driest emotional times. I am continuosly working to keep that fountain at a good level. It is not easy. I feel life is a sort of a battlefield from the get go. And while busy to avoid emotional grenades and death, we ought to find that spark of hope to admire a sunset and resort to a drop of water from our fountain. It is indeed never easy. I think it was not meant to be easy from the start.
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I think the scary thing about watching people age and wither, is knowing that is the awaiting future.
71 is a lot. But they nearly all compound against one another, they are related. I see life this way, while some focus tightly, I look to see what is connected and can support each other to grow and strengthen. No skill is in a vacuum, no success is singular.
Growing old.... We can't escape from this
Death is the only way out :D
Apparently yes. Too bad we don't know what happens after because nobody ever returned to tell us lol. I wonder if it is so simple... Or maybe it is far beyond our understanding. Either way, we will all die, someday.
I take the "fade to black" approach and assume there is nothing after. If my eyes open in some way again past that, I will know I was wrong - but will also know I lived this life to the fullest.
To live life at the best of your abilities is the best thing that can be done