My Family Grows
Once back in Toledo, JT met the love of his life. But, that is his story and certainly not a part of my own memories. (I was so far away, and grown boys don't keep in touch like a daughter would.) My family was expanded by his wife and her young daughter. Who has now grown up with her own family. Again, I am a Great GrandMother.
Where have the years gone? I remember hearing others saying that. I was usually amused by the question. Now I know it takes the years of living to bring us to the realization that time does indeed fly. This story has reached the time that my oldest son was a man. My youngest was about to finish high school. Another marriage, another daughter-in-law, and TK's children will join my family. JT is still married. TK is not. I'm running into problems of what belongs on these pages. Certainly I have memories of their stories, but they aren't my stories. Even telling about their lives from my perspective, just seems invasive.
So, I will be introducing the members of my story as they enter into my life, and leave my boys stories to them as much as possible.
I have recently signed up for the Social Security I will be eligible for on my next birthday in April. Because I haven't been able to work since that Achilles Tenden problem, followed by the broken wrist, followed by Mono. and various infections, I will not wait to collect S.S. at a later age. (I'm also in the second stage of application for disability.) All of this has brought my attention into the present. I find my memories harder to sort out. The last 20 years have gone by quickly. Gloriously average and boring. After those years of upheavel and drama, I'm finding less to write about. Everything seemed to happen at once and now I've entered a much calmer time. I won't call it normal, there is more to tell, but life settled down to something more like what my friends were experiencing.
Except that age has brought an increase in the pain in my head. Along with the usual aches that go along with age. All those years ago, after realizing the A.V.M. time bomb wasn't going to kill me as soon as the Doctors forcast, I was told that as I aged and blood vessels lost elasticity, I would experience more pain. I didn't trust Doctors by then, and I didn't believe it could get much worse. The intensity might not be worse, but the high level of pain is now more constant. Therefore I'm having even more trouble sleeping. It's getting harder to function and depression is creeping into my days. We've had a lot of storms this winter. They effect how I feel. And, I fear the storms of spring will cause even more pain. Therefore, I'm giving fair warning. I may not be writing as often. And, I don't promise all the humor. But, I intend to try, if only to elevate my own moral. Even without pain, old age brings maturity and a seriousness that I don't welcome. Thank goodness for children, grandchildren and love to keep us on the silly side.
Where have the years gone? I remember hearing others saying that. I was usually amused by the question. Now I know it takes the years of living to bring us to the realization that time does indeed fly. This story has reached the time that my oldest son was a man. My youngest was about to finish high school. Another marriage, another daughter-in-law, and TK's children will join my family. JT is still married. TK is not. I'm running into problems of what belongs on these pages. Certainly I have memories of their stories, but they aren't my stories. Even telling about their lives from my perspective, just seems invasive.
So, I will be introducing the members of my story as they enter into my life, and leave my boys stories to them as much as possible.
I have recently signed up for the Social Security I will be eligible for on my next birthday in April. Because I haven't been able to work since that Achilles Tenden problem, followed by the broken wrist, followed by Mono. and various infections, I will not wait to collect S.S. at a later age. (I'm also in the second stage of application for disability.) All of this has brought my attention into the present. I find my memories harder to sort out. The last 20 years have gone by quickly. Gloriously average and boring. After those years of upheavel and drama, I'm finding less to write about. Everything seemed to happen at once and now I've entered a much calmer time. I won't call it normal, there is more to tell, but life settled down to something more like what my friends were experiencing.
Except that age has brought an increase in the pain in my head. Along with the usual aches that go along with age. All those years ago, after realizing the A.V.M. time bomb wasn't going to kill me as soon as the Doctors forcast, I was told that as I aged and blood vessels lost elasticity, I would experience more pain. I didn't trust Doctors by then, and I didn't believe it could get much worse. The intensity might not be worse, but the high level of pain is now more constant. Therefore I'm having even more trouble sleeping. It's getting harder to function and depression is creeping into my days. We've had a lot of storms this winter. They effect how I feel. And, I fear the storms of spring will cause even more pain. Therefore, I'm giving fair warning. I may not be writing as often. And, I don't promise all the humor. But, I intend to try, if only to elevate my own moral. Even without pain, old age brings maturity and a seriousness that I don't welcome. Thank goodness for children, grandchildren and love to keep us on the silly side.
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