My aunt lived to be nearly 100 years old. When my father passed at 93, she lost her last contemporary. She told me how hard that was, that living among the young, no matter how beloved, left her feeling uprooted, unmoored, and lonely. Thank you for your article. Well done.
My aunt lived to be nearly 100 years old. When my father passed at 93, she lost her last contemporary. She told me how hard that was, that living among the young, no matter how beloved, left her feeling uprooted, unmoored, and lonely. Thank you for your article. Well done.
Thank you for sharing Evelyn. I can't imagine what it is like when there is no one left who remembers you as you were
Yes, that exactly.