In my case, I am not one for walks down memory lane. I have no idea what is lurking there that I do not want to be forced to recall. A dread comes over me and warning bells start pinging in my head each time I am led near something that is connected with my past.
My 86 yr old mother is on the left and her 92 yr. old sister is on the right.
I am next to my cousin in the middle, we always said that fate switched
us at birth since we seem to have the personality of each other's mom.
Mom at the memorial ceremony
Me looking out at my home town from the medical building
I lived here for two years after high school in a rented sleeping room
It might just be that since those trips coincided with the arrival of my Medicare card, the combination has me felling old and cheated. Being the oldest of thirteen children forced me to mature quickly and I always held out hope that at some point in my life, I would get to make up for the youth I never had. Perhaps, I am just feeling sorry for myself and realizing that is one wish which will remain forever on my bucket list.