Growing Old

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spaceball1I see these sweet little old people at work, one is the patient and the other is the spouse, who is eagerly waiting at the bedside.  They always have great stories to tell of their many years together.  Full of children, grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren.  They’ve been married for years, 40, 50, 60 and more ~ which is unheard of for today’s modern times.  Sometimes they get to go home together, other times they don’t, but are eternally thankful for the many years they had together.

That’s all I wanted.  Someone to grow old with, to have stories to tell others.  I never thought, that I’d be a 31 year old single Mother of three young boys.

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2 responses »

  1. I am so sorry Janet. I love you and them boys so if you ever need to escape for a moment, come on down! And wine IS medicine for a broken heart regardless of what you’ve heard! xoxoxo love to you!

  2. I know exactly how you’re feeling. It sucks so bad right now, but it will get easier. You’ll have really bad days and really good ones, but it will get better. You’ll find a part of yourself you never knew you had. Big hugs!

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