Friday, March 18, 2022

HOPE, Getting Old & Reality. A bitter Pill

 


Growing older is tough. Your adult kids have their issues. Your elderly parents have theirs. Pets do too. If you are married, there are spousal issues, not to mention your own. In our cases, health is the main problem. It can all be overwhelming. Some days more so than not. I struggle at times with the weight of it all. Being the glue that holds things together is a daunting task. “You can never tell how STRONG you are… until being strong, is the only choice you have.” This is where I find myself these days. I have to take joy where I can. And some days it just ain’t there. But I can’t complain. When you look at what is happening in the world, the images of horror coming out of that war in Ukraine. (Their strength and determination is awe-inspiring.) Our spoiled lives here shrivel in comparison. There, but for the grace of God, could be us. That madman hates us too. His menacing threats cannot be overlooked. Or ignored. We can’t afford to take anything for granted. The world is walking on a tight-rope. Inching along. I’m going about my daily routine.  Trying to pretend everything will be okay. And saying my prayers each night hoping they will be. My body aches. My heart cries. It’s tough getting old. Reality is a bitter pill to swallow. This was not the life I planned. But it’s the hand I was dealt. Taking things one day at a time, one day at a time. Is all I can do. 
It’s all anybody can do.


13 comments:

jack69 said...

Ahh sweet lady, you have mined in an area where many of us live. You uncovered facts we MUST face or just die. That sounds final and IS of course. You opened with one that pales only to the Health issues: Your adults have their issues!
I am old and sick at heart seeing the issues in the Ukraine. And you are right our problems, even the adult offspring hits the background when you think of Orphanages and apartments shelled and bombed. Children killed and maimed and on and on.
Thinking of you praying for better health there.
Love from the sun
Sherry and Jack

Mevely317 said...

How your words resonate. I'm right there with you, right now. Let's tighten our seatbelts and try to find joy where we can.

Jon said...

I'm thinking of the old (Chinese?) proverb:
"Life is what happens to us while we make other plans"
......or something like that.

I used to foolishly think life would get better as I grew older. Instead, it has become an absolute unrelenting nightmare. I wouldn't dare write about all my problems on my blog. Nobody would ever believe it. Most people just think that I'm complaining too much. Believe me, I have good reason.

I wish I had something positive to say - some encouraging words of advice. I guess all we can do is try to hang in there and roll with the (brutal) punches.
Prayers help, as well as a positive attitude.....but very often it's not enough.
I hope you find some comfort in the fact that I can fully relate to what you're going through. Take care.

Donna. W said...

My pains and problems are small compared to yours, and I do feel for you. I hope you have some better days this spring and summer.

Susie said...

Edna, I pray for all the world too. Wish all leaders preferred being remembered as smart and kind and NOT evil. As we age staying healthy can become a full time job. I thank the Lord for being about to still walk. A trot here and there...but no more real running. When I go to heaven I am going to ask for a pair of PF fliers and hope they let me run around up there. :):) I see aging taking our strength away. I can carry those 32 bottles of water but boy it's a total workout, plus I better not try to go too far with it. LOL
Hugs to you. Blessings, xoxo, Susie

Red Rose Alley said...

I appreciated your words today, Taryerre. It is hard in many ways getting older. I know what you mean, seeing the people from Ukraine and what they are going through really puts things in perspective with our own lives. They are brave, and some, still smiling. Yes, hope and prayer is what we can do.

Have a restful weekend, dear friend.


~Sheri

Chef Owings said...

Prayers for strength.

Susan Kane said...

Having hope is a gift, lacking hope is a tragedy. Pray without ceasing.

Unknown said...

I saw a Ukrainian woman in the news this afternoon who said "I'm 68 and my entire life is in these three suitcases" Made me not want to complain so much. Oh I still will cause that's just human nature but I will think of her words and be ever so grateful for my home, life, etc. Some of them are left with nothing. I'm hoping you're doing well. As well as can be given the state of our world.

Practical Parsimony said...

It is all too much some days-- my health, Ukraine, babies dying.

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

We tend to take so much for granted, but it really hits home when we see the terror going on. We can be thankful that is not us. It could always be worse.

Terra said...

I am a senior too, and this aging thing ain't for sissies, as the saying goes. I think that is the title of a book my friend wrote, she writes humorous books about aging. The praying hands photo is pretty, and I am praying for good things for you. Prayers for me are always appreciated too. I felt an earthquake two hours ago, 3.9, here in California. If you would like me to send you a card of encouragement tell me in a comment on my blog, I would be happy to send you one.

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

Being the strong one must certainly be tough, Tarryterre, and you do have many things to deal with. Health ones are always a prime concern as are issues with family members. My late mother used to say, "never get old" but really there isn't an alternative, well there is, but I am not quite ready to go there. You do well to take joy wherever and however you can. Sometimes, just sharing with fellow bloggers is a good outlet.