I am ninety. So I know that my time is very limited. But that does not matter for as long as I feel happy about being alive and maybe can also still do a little bit of writing. I very nuch care about relationships. To devote a great amount of my time to respond to what people say is important to me. Without significant relationships I am nothing. I have to say that relationships that I did have in the past do count a lot too, and I want to be able to tell about them and write about them. However I feel I should not forget to write about present relationships too!
So, where am I at this stage? Can I prioritize and devote myself to the things that are the most important to me? How can I still make the most with the time that is left to me? Even though I cannot know exactly how much time I may still be given, I can still try to make the most of every day that I still feel alive enough to be doing something at all. To be able to do something is such a blessing!
What about loneliness? It is said the feeling of loneliness can be a killer as much as any sickness. For most people it seems to be important that they have someone to hug and to kiss. How can hugging and kissing be so important? But it is. Instead of generalising I want to tell here something about myself. I think for most of my life I was more an introvert than an extrovert. Has aging changed me in some ways? Maybe yes. In my old age I find it usually not very difficult to be somewhat outgoing in communicating with people who in the past perhaps would have been very much out of reach for me. Also I find now often some increased desire to hug and kiss people.
Looking back at my longtime marriage, I think it lasted fot that long because we always had some kind of love and respect for each other. Now that I have a ‘boyfriend’ who is nearly as old as I am, we too love and respect each other. He too comes from a very long lasting marriage. It seems to me he has sometimes difficulty treating me just as a girlfriend. I like him very much, but I like him as a girlfriend, not as a wife . . . .
So, where am I? I am happy that Les and I have found each other. We have lots of fun together. Les has a wonderful sense of humour. He often makes me laugh. And he likes me to laugh a lot! 😂
AuntyUta 
Living day-to-day is the way, I’m sure! You are keeping your relationships alive which is esseniual, and have an optimistic outlook which is positive. Here’s to your centenary! Big Hugs xx
I like your comment, dear Cat. Yes, I am sure too, that living day-to-day is the way!
Big Hugs ro you too! 🥰
This is SO wonderful, Uta! I am so happy for you and for Les! 🙂
Yes, we must find the fun and laughter every day…and if we can’t find any, we create some! 😉 😀
(((HUGS))) ❤️❤️
Creating laughter, Carolyn? No problem. Les and I do this all the time. Every day with Les is a fun day. 🙂
I hope you’re doing fine. Much love and HUGS, Uta 🧡 ❤ ❤
Dear Uta… What a delightful read… and congratulations on your longevity and your enjoyment of life… I am so happy you have found companionship with Les, and you enjoy humour together..
Laughter is key….
My hubby and I will have been married 50 years in Jan… and a sense of humour between any couple is essential.. 🙂 Especially to be able to laugh at ourselves…
Sending much Love to you Uta…. I am twenty years behind you… xx Much love xx ❤ Sue x
Hi Sue, it is so good to hear that you have such a beautriful marriage. May you enjoy humour together for a long time to come.
Yes, it is very good that Les and I can spend a lot of time together, and my family thinks so too! 🙂
Thanks very much, dear Sue, for your lovely comment.
❤ 🥰 😘 🤗
Uta
Affection and love, Uta…is not only for the young, but also for the young at heart, especially when they carry so many years of life within themselves…
A Love so Beautiful.
The call from a Kestrel alone in the sky,
Echoes a deep fear in my heart I cry,
What would I be but a fool to flee,
From a love so beautiful with thee..
*
It is said one grows too old for love,
But the words still sing so beautifully,
That whenever quietly I picture you so,
This old love is the one love I wish to know.
*
With all the aches that comes with ageing,
There is one ache more overwhelming,
To cover my thoughts this waking day,
That one thought I hope you keep for me.
*
For even as the autumn of my life,
Blows cold and cuts deep into my skin,
So I turn my collar to keep warm inside,
It can never freeze that warmth to which I cling.
*
Has not old age its forgiving moments,
And gentle reflection on my roaming thoughts,
Reflects that love I am sending to you,
That no life so old or fading ever be lost to view.
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Let not fading memory nor loss of self,
Nor the losing of our very identity,
Be a bargaining chip toward our trove,
And such be the sealed signature of our love.
*
And even as I step gently out of this life,
And even though you are not close as spouse,
Every hour I contemplate your self,
I hold you in my mind close to myself.
*
That moment as I walk, as I talk,
In every passing moment of the day,
I know I would be but a fool to flee,
From a love so beautiful.. so beautiful with thee.
Thank you, Joe
Oh I’m delighted to learn that you’ve got someone special in your life. You have a great head on your shoulders. I think WWII ensured that survivors had their heads screwed on tight. Enjoy some laughs and some hugs and a lovely friendship.
Yes, Linda, Les has become someone very special at this stage in my life. We are so lucky that we have foubd each other. As far as WW II is concerned, strangely enough we both have some rather good memories about it. The bad things maybe have made us stronger.
Thank you so much for commenting, dear Linda. Giving you big HUGS and Kisses!
Love, Uta 🤗😘😘🥰
Back at you my friend who lives so far away!
Hi Uta what a lovely read may I give you hug. It is great to hear you have found a friend , to laugh and have a sense of humour to match, You have always been so optimistic and I admire you for that Uta.
Wishing well and good health.
Sheila xxx
Thank you so much, dear Sheila
Big Hugs and kisses from Uta
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