Caring for an aging parent can be quite a task. I wonder how much longer it will be before I become an aging parent who needs to be cared for? I wonder what kind of a little old lady I will turn out to be? Will I be cheerful and upbeat? Will I be fretful and discontented? Will my mind be gone so I don't know the difference? Only time will tell.
I haven't written any fiction for a long time. I will try to remember to post to your community if I ever do.
Right now I am sounding more and more like a crabby old lady and I really hate that I do. It did make me realize I NEED to make time for myself because I am becoming lost. The real me that is. And I happen to like the real me.
Why writing the fiction story was a must but even that took me two weeks to write where before I never had the problem of coming up with something.
Time changes us all but I don't want to be known as the crabby old lady....... which means now is the time to change so that doesn't happen while I can still remember the difference!!
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