(All posts are from my hometown of Perry, Iowa where we are vacationing for the next week)
Helped my parents with a lot of chores on the to-do list today. Getting older is not easy.
This past week I have been spending a lot of time at the assisted living facility where my parents now reside. I have seen first hand how old age can ravage a body. I have seen the pain people go through on a daily basis just to live. I have seen the frailty of life.
Tonight I watched as a man backed up a trailer to a neighboring apartment. I went over and asked him if he needed help loading. He said no. We parted without saying anything further. Nothing more needed to be said. He wanted to be alone with his thoughts and memories. Maybe it was his grandmother or grandfather. Maybe his mother or father. It does not matter.
I know that some day I will be the man with a trailer. And my son will be the man with a trailer. And his son. (or daughter)
We have only so much time before a man will come with a trailer for our belongings.
It is up to us how we give that time.