Reality

 I try to ignore the obvious, when it comes to me.  But, sometimes you just can't.  Especially when you are alone and have no support.

Have you ever wondered what would happen if you were suddenly forced in to a wheelchair.  You have no family that will take you on, or really assist.  You have no community that will offer any substantial help.  You can't afford to pay for assistance.  You have no transportation.  What would you do?  How would you manage? That's what I am facing.

I ignore the signs.  I pray God will take them away or take me away.  I know it's coming and I'm scared to death.  I think I will end up just languishing until I die.  

Elderly folks are not valued and, pretty much, considered yesterday's trash.  There is a segment of younger folks that cheer when old people die.  It's sick and they will reap what they sow.

To be old, alone and virtually ignored is a horrible reality.  It's mine. I write to say it out loud.  I don't expect change.  If I did, I would be disappointed.  So, I expect nothing and pray to God to keep me going or take me home.