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Question: DO YOU LIKE GETTING OLDER??? As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world, too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.... Whose business is it, if I choose to read, or play, on the computer, until 4 AM, or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50, 60 & 70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love, I will. I will walk the beach, in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves, with abandon, if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And, I eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years, my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break, when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet passes? But, broken hearts are what give us strength, and understanding, and compassion. A heart never broken, is pristine, and sterile, and will never know the joy of being imperfect. I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong. So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it). (Author Unknown)

This is heartbreaking. Never look away and always believe your loved ones if they’re telling you something is wrong, they are usually right. Unfortunately, many don’t have the ability to speak up. We, as a society, need to protect our seniors, we need to advocate for our seniors. Never look away. https://www.detroitnews.com//detroit-police-ma/5237271002/

Someone once said when you love someone with dementia you lose them twice, once when they are diagnosed and then when they die This is called Ambiguous Loss. ‘Rapidly shrinking brain’ is how doctors described it. As the patient's brain slowly dies, they change physically and eventually forget who their loved ones are. Patients can eventually become bedridden, unable to move and unable to eat or drink.There will be people who will scroll by this message because dementia ha...s not touched them. They may not know what it's like to have a loved one who has fought or is fighting a battle against Dementia. For all those that have had friends or family members who have suffered. Love you! #AlzOut AlzOut.org

A little kindness and love, goes a long way. https://bit.ly/2RV47zi

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It is with great sadness that we share the news that Ian Wall, a part of the A Better Way family, has passed away. He was a devoted father to two beautiful children, and a loving husband, son and brother. Ian's laugh was infectious and his smile warmed the heart. He brought so much joy and warmth to our team, that it's nearly impossible to imagine A Better Way without him. Ian, we will forever miss you. Rest in peace dear friend.

Always respect your elders and learn from their past!

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A beautiful poem written by a good friend. "SPOON!" By Johnny Dark. The birds are chirping, the alarm goes off, you rise to start another day. Sometime, somewhere during the waking hours you learn, that a family member, cherished friend or acquaintance has passed away. ... "JOHN THIS IS TOM, SORRY TO CALL SO EARLY BUT THIS CAN'T KEEP. I JUST HEARD THAT FRED WILLARD'S WIFE MARY, DIED LAST NIGHT IN HER SLEEP." (This was a call I got a long while ago, from a dear friend who knew how I loved her so.) Sometimes news like this can hit as hard as a rock. Other times when expected it can come devoid of shock. These revelations diminish our happy hours. Leaving us to contemplate fate's awesome powers. This 'coming to the end of the road' is as natural as being born. But try explaining that to loved one's who's hearts are broken, shattered and torn. Death at any age is of course premature. But the 'cycle of life' is a 'fact of life' and something we must all endure. The release of the pressure comes with a tear. And the wonderment of 'what was once so far is now so near.' In grief our own mortality comes into play. (Will I be the next one to go away?) It's only human to think like this. Curious about how long you'll exist. But no need to pack for a guilt trip. When bereaved & perplexed we're joined at the hip. As the wheels roll on and the circle turns. We tutor the 'little ones' about our concerns. It's never easy to see big people weep. We console their hearts so they can sleep. The older folks seem to take it in stride. Having known so many who have died. As the seasons, 'turn, turn, turn' by and by. We mourn and document those who die. Sammy Shore, Mitzi Shore and daughter Sandy, to name a few. And my first best friend in Hollywood, Kip Addotta too. The 'ebb & flow' of life is an uncharted thing. You can never be sure of the happiness or sadness it will bring. This list will continue to grow, on that you can be sure. For when trying to treat the 'loss of breath,' there is no cure. The inspiration for me to jot down these lines. Came from the recent passing of a dear friend of mine. This was unexpected and a horrible surprise. That left me bewildered with watery eyes. The call came in the evening from a mutual friend. Whose voice in disbelief described the where and when. All I could do is listen and gasp. And give thanks for his legacy I know will last. Forty five years of being a friend. Proved much to short in the end. Somewhere in heaven, the MC is saying in a crowed room. "Alright everybody, give it up for your headliner. MR. JOHNNY WITHERSOON!!!!" "BEFORE IT'S GONE, LET LIFE GO ON" pal johnny.

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